When I was around 10 years old, I remember going to my Uncle Ray’s house for the weekend. Uncle Ray worked in an auto-body shop, but in his free time he was a weightlifter and an avid “coach” to each of his sons who wrestled, two of whom went to State Championships in the 1980s. […]
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