Tribal Rites of a Travoltaholic
Hello, my name is Sandy, and I’m a Travoltaholic. (I seriously should trademark that) The problem started when I was about 3-years-old and I was first shown the 1978 musical classic, “Grease”. I’ll admit the first time I saw it, I cried. Not for the reasons you think. They weren’t happy tears! Everyone in the room was singing to me and I was incredibly embarrassed. I declared I hated “Grease” right then and there. The memories are fuzzy from that age so I don’t know how I went from “hating” that movie to falling in love with it… and the film’s leading man, Danny Zuko, but by 4-years-old I had found my first love. “Grease” was the only word for me and I watched the movie every.single.day. But the love of Danny and Sandy wasn’t the end of it for me.
