Now this one’s slanted a bit towards the pro wrestling camp. If you are at all familiar with the game, you know that Dr. Jerry Graham was one of the great names of the late 50’s and 60’s, particularly in the Northeast where he would sell out Madison Square Garden on his name alone. For more info on the man, check these links:
http://www.bodyslamming.com/deceased/jerrygraham.html
http://www.obsessedwithwrestling.com/gallery/j/jerrygraham.html
http://www.obsessedwithwrestling.com/profiles/j/jerry-graham.html
The good doctor loved life and often lived it beyond the fullest. He knew the ups and downs of life very well. He went from lighting cigars with $100 bills to living in a Glendale flophouse with one bathroom at the end of the hall. One afternoon my friends Kurt Brown, Fisico Nuclear and I went to visit him. When he finally answered the door, he was clad only in tiny underwear and the room reeked of gin. Sitting on top of the dresser was a 3/4 empty gallon of Tanqueray and an open box of Cheerios. He spent quite a while getting dressed and ready, then we went to the Round Table across the street, ordered 2 large pies and 3 pitchers of Bud. We had maybe a 1/3 of one of the pitchers and the Doc drank the rest. He spun one tale after another and almost cried with joy when he recounted the time that Johnny Valentine took a shit on Don Leo Jonathan while he slept in his motel room. We miss you Doc…RIP.
~OG Adam Bomb