For those who don't know, Gaspard - who wrestled for WWE a number of years ago as a member of the Cryme Tyme tag team - was on Venice Beach on Sunday when he and his son were caught up in a riptide. His son was saved.
Gaspard's body was found yesterday.
My experience happened in Malta. I guess I would have been ten-years-old at the time. I was on the beach with some people and I found myself caught up in a series of waves that were not relenting.
I couldn't get out of there. It was very distressing. It was also going quick and slow at the same time because I remember the waves toppling over me and being unable to breathe when they did. I kind of reasoned with myself that I should take breaths as soon as the waves passed over me.
The problem - the waves were becoming more rapid in their approach to the shore.
I don't really know how long I was out there for, but - like I said - it seemed like a while when it probably wasn't.
A lady from Liverpool, who was with us on the daily excursion, pulled me out.
I got into a lot of trouble after that. It was a case of out of the frying pan and into the fire. Only a watery version.
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