GOODBYE BIG VIS
I was saddened to hear of the passing of Nelson Frazier Jr, better known to most of us as Viscera or Big Daddy V - a nice man, with a big heart and a great look - who left not only a unique legacy in the world of sports entertainment, but a unique mark on my own career, and an indelible memory in the minds of my children.
Although we faced each other only sparingly, I actually sought images of him my home every day for over a year when my children took turns drawing pictures of the fearsome figure, which found homes on the Foley family refrigerator. They Warint scared of him, so much as they were enamored of him – drawn to the contrast of the huge figure they watched on the television set, with the gentle man they saw backstage. My youngest son was terrified of mascots and characters for several years, a fear that actually left him hiding underneath a table at the Magic Kingdom, when Cinderella and her three mouse friends arrived at a character dinner. I tried to talk my little guy out of this illogical fear by reasoning with him.
"You're not scared of Big Daddy V, are you", I asked.
My son shook his head, no.
"How about The Great Khali", I said.
Once again, he shook his head no.
"But 3 guys dressed in mouse costumes?"
Good bye Big Vis - you will be missed.