- Percy Pringle III - Paul Bearer
- Since 2005, and over 800 entries, the orginal purpose of this BLOG has never changed. I consider it to be a personal letter from me to my extended family of fans, supporters, and friends. I ALWAYS encourage your emails, comments, suggestions, and questions. Be Blessed! ~Percy
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
From New Orleans right here to my doorstep in Mobile, Katrina's visit can still be seen and felt. I have never and will never complain about the inconveniences that day gifted my family; as just down the road many lost it all including their lives. We southern coastal folks force a smile and try to shrug it off as these anniversaries come along each year. Those of us that have lived here most of our lives can recall the other nasty visitors we have endured, and can only stay prepared for the unknown date and time that there will be another. The price we must pay to live in "God's Country."
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Monday, August 20, 2007
Enjoy the interesting EARTH CLOCK below, the numbers are facinating to me.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
An interesting bit of trivia from that match was that we pre-taped the actual brawl in the boiler room the night before in an empty Gund Arena. When the PPV aired live, only the entrance into the boiler room and the exit as they fought towards and into the ring were live. The fight in the room was actually edited into the live event.
Below courtesy of YouTube is the event in three parts.
Have a great weekend!
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Taken from the forward that I wrote for Dewey's autobiography BANG YOUR HEAD - The Real Story Of The Missing Link. Myself and the world of pro wrestling have lost three friends during the past 6 days. Bronko Lubich, Bryan "Crush" Adams, and Dewey. In a world where wrestling deaths have been making the news headlines, and the hallowed halls of our nation's capital as well; it wasn't the demons of Dewey's past that took him from us. It was the beast - CANCER. "Dew" pinned his other demons to the mat, but from that dreaded disease he couldn't kick out.
I have so many fond memories of my years of friendship with The Link.
There was the time while working Florida we were driving up Highway A1A, along the Atlantic coast. We were headed from Miami to Daytona Beach, and had plenty of time. Dewey's ex-wife Gail, who served as his valet under her ringname "Sheena", was our chauffer as we tooled around in his big classic green caddy; smoke pouring out of the windows (shades of Cheech and Chong). Gail suggested that we pull alongside the beach so she could stretch her legs and get a bit of sun. As we rested alongside the seawall, we got the usual looks that a trio like us would get (see the photo below). I didn't pay too much attention to it, as I was used to the every day thing. After about 30 or 40 minutes, it dawned upon me that there were no bikinis running around. I asked Gail if she thought something was funny here. After a few seconds checking out our surroundings she said... (now bless her heart, she stuttered a bit sometimes)... "PPPPPPercy... I tthink tthis isisis a gggga ga ga gay beach!"
Well, she was right on the money! There we were surrounded by well... I think you get the picture. Ahhhh... I guess you had to be there.
Then there was the visits to the nudist camp. Yes, Dewey was a nudist, and naturally they lived in a nudist park. Lord, where do I begin. What an experience for this Alabama country boy! The first time that Rick Rude and myself were invited to a Bar-B-Q there will never be forgotten. Nope... I'm not going to tell that one. LOL Forget it, sorry, use your imaginations. I will tell you I didn't take my drawers off, and "Simply Ravishing" Rick Rude didn't either.
Dewey was a good man, and a good friend. He loved his family, his Lord, and sports entertainment. He was sick for longer than most of us knew, and if there is any comfort in any of this, he isn't in pain anymore. I probably can't say that for the rest of the boys standing around the pearly gates when he walked in this morning. Poor 'ol Bronko Lubich has only been there for 4 days, and here comes Dewey asking him for a loan, just like he used to back in the World Class days. LOL
Monday, August 13, 2007
REST IN PEACE MY PINEAPPLE FRIEND!
Sunday, August 12, 2007
I learned so much from Bronko during my six-years in Dallas, and he was so proud of me when I went to WWF/WWE. We have exchanged Christmas cards every year for the past 16-years.
He is now at peace with his dear wife Ella; and I wish his daughters my love and sympathy.
Go rest high on the mountain my friend, you work on earth is done!
Bronko with Chris Markoff and their manager George Harris.
Monday, August 06, 2007
Thanks to faithful PP.com supporter Mark Rabinowitz for bringing this piece of artwork to my attention. You may find the original at: http://www.nomas-nyc.com/