So Long, Test

I’ve been bummed for days to learn of Andrew Martin’s death.  I wish I had something insightful to say about it, but I really don’t.  I loved watching all those guys–Eddie, Chris, Owen, Davey Boy, Crash, Bam Bam, and so on–and it just doesn’t seem like that long ago we were going down to the Gaylord… excuse me, the Sommet Center and sitting in the audience.  I know I’ve told you about this, how I was seeing an amateur professional wrestler, who ended up being married, and how I had to dodge his wife in Wendy’s one terrible lunch?

It really doesn’t seem that long ago, but the infant in her arms would be nine now.

It just has me thinking about how everything eventually ends up being a long time ago and not quite what you thought it was.