Back in the day, I only ever cried over stupid animal movies. I remember seeing Far From Home: The Adventures of Yellow Dog, and bawling when the dog, beaten, filthy, and emaciated, finds his way back home to his boy master.
Then I had a kid. Now, I cry at practically everything. My wife dragged my to see Pride & Prejudice last month, and I even welled up over that. I'm such a wuss.😱