It’s true. I have a thing for Tarzan. We go way back. As a kid I never missed a Saturday afternoon Tarzan movie, especially when Johnny Weissmuller played the part. He was legit . A hero. A survivor. He was one with the jungle and rode an elephant like nobody’s business.

I wanted to be Jane. I wanted to live in a treehouse and do the yell and fill out a loincloth dress and have a chimpanzee friend and never go to school ever again.

But that didn’t happen.Continue Reading