One of the happiest memories I have is working out to Jack LaLanne's show with my mother. I was very young, perhaps not more than 3, but I remember her faithfully working out to it every day. You remember the little square you used to stand on and twist around? She would use that in her workouts. Stirrup pants, little slippers a chair and Jack LaLanne. Every morning. And then to the twister.
My high school friend and I had lunch (at Wendy's!) with Jack LaLanne, oh so many years ago. He was teaching a body-movement class for a theater symposium and she and I had the temerity to invite him to join us for lunch, like silly geese.He came along and had a baked potato, of course. So gracious and so passionate about healthy habits and all that he states here. His was a single-minded focus on life and happiness.
Rest well, Jack - you've earned it.
If "I ate baked potatoes in Wendy's with Jack LaLanne" isn't on your business card, get thee to Kinko's and get new ones. I'm now cooler than I would be just because I know you.
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