I’ve always loved reading obituaries, and not just those of the famous, but of the rest of us, too. So in addition to reading the lengthy write-ups newspaper editors assemble, I always scan the pages of smaller paid ads families insert to remember the deceased. Which is why I found myself reading the obituaries from yesterday’s Washington Post while eating lunch today.

I like to see the photos that have been chosen (sometimes of the memorialized both young and old), the nicknames (this issue included Gigi, Duke, and Cootie), and the odd facts (Edward Ramond Seibert “participated in field tests on the rifle that Lee Harvey Oswald used to assassinate President Kennedy”).

As I scanned the obits today, I noticed a photo that was quite … unusual. How odd, I thought, that someone had chosen, in the midst of page after page of dignified photos, to be remembered dressed up like a pro wrestler. But when I looked more closely, I saw that—Hey! That’s not just someone dressed like a pro wrestler—that is a pro wrestler!

Don’t know who Big John Studd was? Then you’d better check out both parts of this classic match!

Now that you know why you should care, you’ll know why I was glad that paid memorial ad leapt out at me.

I was happy to have had a reason to think of him again, and to learn that his family, even though they naturally miss him, is doing as well as possible under the circumstances.

My thoughts are with you and the kids, Donna!