When I was about 4 years old, I attended my very first live
wrestling show. I had seen Mr. Wright on the television, but I never dreamed that I would ever see him in person. The evening
that I meet Mr. Wright in person was a night that I shall never forget.
Once I had entered the arena I felt so scared, there was this
very large object set up in the middle of the buildings floor, it had 4 steel poles that set up to look like a box, with
different colored ropes around it holding up the poles and this floor that was raised up off the actual floor. Later I learned
it was called a wrestling ring and the floor called a mat.
I was holding to my mother's hand, when this man came walking
towards where we was standing, and he had his head lowered, suddenly he raised up his head so that I could see his face, and
I felt my heart skip a beat.
There was Mr. Wright standing about 6 feet infront of me,
wearing everyday clothing and a cap.
I pulled my hand away from my mom's hand and started walking
towards him. I heard my mom's voice calling for me to return to her, but by then I was standing infront of the man that I
would watch on television once a week.
Just then he looked down at me and smiled, then he slowly
leaned down towards me with his hand stretched out to shake mine and said, "Hello there little lady. How are you tonight?"
I put my hand in his and all I could say to him was, "You
are really real."
By this time my parents was beside me, and Mr. Wright laughed
big and picked me up in his arms and said, "Yes, little angel lady, I am a real person." Then he kissed my cheek. I wont ever
be able to discribe how I felt at that very moment, but, I felt like I was someone special to have him notice me like that.
In the meantime, my parents was apologizing to Mr. Wright
for my behavior in disturbing him. Then My mom continued to tell how he was the only man that I would show intrest in enough
to watch wrestling.
Mr. Wright looked me in the face and ask me if this was true,
I replied, "Yes sir." He smiled and ask me several questions, but one of the questions he ask me was, "Didn't I know he is
a bad man in wrestling?" My answer was quite stupid, but it was the truth. I replied, "No sir, I just like your smile."
He laughted and said he liked my answer but not as much as
he liked my smile.
That night as Mr. Wright and his brother Don was making their
entrance to the ring, they stopped in front of me, and Mr. Wright patted the top of my head and winked and smiled at me. I
didn't care that he was a bad man in wrestling, I knew somehow inside him was a good person with a kind heart, but most of
all he was a real life hero to me.
After the show that night I went up to Mr. Wright to say goodnight.
He was signing autographs and talking to the fans, when he saw me, he excused himself and came over to where I was and picked
me up and ask me how did I like the show. I told him I liked him the best of all, then I said, "When I grow up I want to be
just like you if I can." Mr. Wright told me that night that I could be whom ever I wanted to be as long as I did my best and
never stopped believing in myself or my dreams.
Every week my parents would take me to go see Mr. Wright,
and every week we would have a talk and he would teach me about the wrestling business and talk to me about things, such as
me going to school and life in general. He taught me quite alot about wrestling, but the most important lesson he taught me
was to always remember who I really am and where I came from.
He taught me respect for myself and everyone else, he taught
me to be a professional, he taught me to always be true, and how to laugh at my mistakes.
Mr. Wright was the man that called me little angel lady, so
when I started in this business I was known as Angel Lady, and in 1996 I changed my name to L. A. Lady (Little Angel Lady)
I am grown now, and I try so very hard to do all the things
that my teacher and my friend taught to me, but the one thing I wont ever forget is who Mr. Ron Wright really was
and still is to me.
My hero.
Thank you Mr. Wright for taking the time with me and my
dream and showing me that I can be what I am today, and showing me it's OK to raise a little hell.
I try to pass along your wisdom in all I do and to all I work
with.
