Where Wrestling's Regional History Lives!
- Lloyd Maxwell
Some of my earliest memories of the wrestling here in
I remember one Thursday night, Dory Funk Jr. wrestled someone, I have
forgotten his name, but Dory had a BIG cut on his knee, and I heard my
dad say that that was probably not supposed to happen.
Well, when we waited after the matches Dory came out, and told us
he was all right… it was just part of the game.
Back then the guys were so much into their characters that they would
not (give) autographs!! So I thought to myself I could probably get some
at Steve's in the next few weeks. That
turned out to be a real conversation piece.
I took my book to Steve's and left it there, and (every) wrestler
that came by signed it, even some that were not pictured in there.
I sure wish I had that book today… many of those guys have
either passed away or faded into wrestling history.
Most of the first few years of attending the matches I used to buy
general admission tickets, and I would stand by either the good guys
dressing room, or the bad guys room. Karl Kox would run in a lot of the
time and interfere in the matches.
One night I was standing there, and he came out and tripped over
me, think he missed his timing on when he was supposed to get to the
ring. I remember laughing
sooooo hard. The next week
I saw him at Steve's and he just sat there and did not say anything.
I was going to say something but I thought, “why rub it in!”
In latter years, Dennis Stamp came into the territory.
He and Dory Funk Jr. used to have long, long matches.
I always cheered for Dennis, but most of the time Dory won the
match. I had everyone sitting around me giving me bad looks.
Dory was kind of like god around there in that territory.
After Dennis quit wrestling he opened his own business called
Caverly's Pest Control. Mom
had passed away and I was living at a local motel.
One day I saw this guy spraying for bugs and I thought, “Man,
he sure looks like someone i know.” Well about a month latter he was back spraying again, and I
watched him (real) close. He
probably thought “Why is this guy watching me.”
Well I asked the manager of the motel, and he said his name was
Dennis! About two years
later, I had moved into my
own house, and I had a problem with roaches, and I remembered Dennis.
I called him and he came out and sprayed my house.
We got to talking about wrestling, and that started a friendship
that has lasted to this day!
I remember when "Lord” Alfred Hayes came into the territory.
Another funny story was when Dick Murdock had a flat tire. Let me describe the area around Steve's place. It was kind of like on the side of interstate 40, the exit was right at Steve's place. Well Dick came running, and when I say running he was really just trotting… LOL. He had a tire he was rolling down the street, and it got away from him. We were watching this from Steve's small office. Everyone was laughing soooo hard. Dick finally got it back, and said that next time Steve could go and get it!
More stories from Steve's and the old man who sat next to me for many years