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Recalling a Childhood Memory: Viewing the PPV with My Dad
There are some things that will stay with you all your life. For me, one of those was viewing a WWE pay-per-view on the small black box with my dad. I was nearly 11 years old when it happened, and despite the fact that it was decades ago when I watched it, it still feels like it happened yesterday.
Then, there was something special about wrestling. It was bigger than life, with unbelievable characters, memorable storylines, and mind-blowing moments. Having my dad watch it with me made it even more special—it was our thing. We'd sit together, stuck to the TV, responding to every high spot, every near fall, every shocking moment like we were sitting in the arena.
But that one night wasn't another wrestling night. That was the night Owen Hart died. A moment which shook the world of wrestling to its core. I remember the confusion, the unnatural silence, and then the heartbreaking news. I was even that young, but I knew that something terrible and horrible had happened.
Owen Hart was among the best ever to enter the ring—a phenomenal wrestler, a skilled artist, and by all accounts a great human being. His death created a gap in the business that could never be replaced.
In retrospect now, I value those evenings of watching wrestling with my dad. It was not merely entertainment—it was bonding, it was tradition, it was lifetime memories. And though wrestling has changed, and life has proceeded, I'll always treasure those moments.
Rest in peace, Owen. You might be gone, but you'll never be forgotten. ????
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