A man in black, leading his dance troupe down the aisle in a synchronized fingersnap-hip-shake-sharp-step, his determination and heart bigger than even his talent---a man who took on challenges and faced the fiercest with the same courageous, gallant heart---the music is stilled today, the feet silent.
Whatever the gathering, whatever the services or the wake or the sendoff, I cannot help thinking that the last notes will linger in the air,
III'VE HAAAD THE TIIIIIIMME OF MY LIIII-III-IFE . . .
R.I.P. JOHNNY CASTLE-----SAM WHEAT-----DALTON-----MISS VIDA BOHEME
You will all live on.