'Rasslin at the CYC

My Aunt Jayne used to take me and my twin brother to the WWF matches at the old Scranton CYC.

Jayne was a family legend even then. Larger than life in every way. My Mom never allowed cursing in our house, but that rule was tamped down a bit when her irrepressible sister arrived. Jayne used to hug and kiss us and call us "little shits" and when we were at…