“Godly” Ken Davison is a human juxtaposition. Inside of the ring, he is supremely confident. He knows he is one of the best to ever lace up a pair of boots. His resume speaks for itself. Outside of the ring, he is a very different man. Ken is lost, confused and questions everything. The fact that he dropped everything and moved to Baltimore to dedicate…

The black ‘89 Pontiac Grand Am belonging to “Godly” Ken Davison rolls slowly down the driveway that cuts through Holy Family Cemetery. The clouds are overcast, draping the graveyard in a dark gray. Ken’s car pulls to a slow stop and after a few moments, Ken steps out, dressed casually in a pair of khakis and an orange polo shirt. He walks over to Crystal’s…

Sometime after Chaos 97 “So…” Kyra says as she and Ken approach the front door of the converted office building that’s now the home of one Trent Steel. They stop and turn towards one another, looking at each other for a few moments. “So…” “This is what you wanted me to be a witness for, huh?” “Can you blame me?” Ken replies, a small smirk…

The sun is setting off in the distance. Slowly driving into Holy Family Cemetery is a black 1989 Pontiac Grand Am with Massachusetts plates. White oaks line the driveway, standing like silent sentinels watching over those who rest here. As the car rolls towards a large gray marble monolith in the center of the grounds, it turns down the last path to the right. The…