"And now he's gone. I have to admit I heard about Percy's death Wednesday morning when my wife woke me up telling me it was all over Facebook. I couldn't believe it. There's no way! He's too important to too many people. This can't be happening! All the good guys are leaving.
I was warned. 'This may be the last time to get to see some of these guys.' But certainly I'll see Percy again! He's getting the Lou Thesz award at the Cauliflower Alley club next month!
I texted a friend to find out if he knew what happened. Seems a blood clot was the cause. I was still in a state of shock. He just had the flu. We can?t lose another one. There?s not many left who loved the business the same way. Percy was a fan growing up watching and dreaming. His dreams became a reality and surpassed anything anyone could imagine. He was a great guy with a great heart.
His wife Dianna had passed away years ago and by his posts and messages it was obvious he loved and missed her dearly. I don't know where or what brings some people to have such strong faith but it was evident with Percy. There are more than enough people who profess one thing and do another but William Moody practiced what he preached. He didn't beat you over the head with his beliefs but he did walk the walk.
It's funny and enlightening at times when I encounter people I worked with or had an acquaintance with over the years. We seem to have that unspoken bond of going through the same experiences in different ways. We traveled the same roads but had different spots on the card. Some guys liked to segregate then as well as now, while others understood we all traveled the same distance to get where we are and there was no reason to be a dick about it! Percy and the Undertaker were always class acts."
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