A Place Where Two Rivers Meet
‘The chearfu supper done, wi serious face, They, round the ingle, form a circle wide; The sire turns o'er, wi patriarchal grace, The big ha'-Bible, ance his father's pride.’ The Cotter’s Saturday Night by Robert Burns Dear Friends, Did you know that in the 1960’s and 70’s, several of the baddies in pro-wrestling had Germanic names, wrestlers like Kurt Von Hess or Karl Steiner. Meanwhile here in the UK we had our own Teutonic villain called Hans Streiger who disappointingly, wasn’t an Anglo-German of mid-19th Century Sugar-baker stock like my lot, he was actually the less sinister Clarke Mellor from New Mills in Derbyshire. In 1973 at a wrestling match in the Hamilton Town House in South Lanarkshire, Streiger (or Mellor) was defeated by the equally exotically named ‘Billy Two Rivers’ but unlike Hans Streiger, Billy Two Rivers wasn’t playing a character. No, Billy Two Rivers was an authentic Mohawk person of First Nation heritage. Billy Two Rivers is a fascinat