Stallard: Still rolling with the punches

For a few hours this past week, I was 10 again, the same age I was when the original “Rocky” movie hit theaters back in 1976. I was too young to remember all of the events surrounding the divorce of my parents when I was a baby, and to be honest, I don’t care. I was born in Fort Worth, but ended up in Tennessee. I have no memory of my real mother – the Little Redheaded Mama I’ve written about in this space a few times – until she came from Texas to visit me and my brothers Gary and Randy in 1976. I reconnected with my real mom during some visits to Texas while I was in high school, and I eventually moved to Texas for good in 1985. Mom fought cancer like Rocky Balboa fought Apollo Creed in the first two “Rocky” movies, and the irony of that hit me hard this past week when my lovely wife took me to see the re-release of the original “Rocky” in Tyler. It was my mom who took me and my brothers to see “Rocky” when I was 10 in 1976, the first great memory I ever made with her.

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