I was 16 when Owen Hart passed.
Living in the UK, it was impossible in 1999 to watch WWF if you didn't have satellite or cable TV and buy the Sky Sports channel. In our house, we didn't have cable. I can remember my dad getting me up at 6am for school. I had my shower, got dressed and went downstairs for breakfast. My dad yelled from the living room for me to come and see the news item that was playing - it was a news item describing Owen's death.
I had stopped watching WWF on principle after the Screwjob and the break-up of the Hart Foundation. Even though I was not a wrestling fan at the time, Owen's death touched me very very deeply as I had always been a great Hart Foundation mark and I was speechless for the entire day.
And, though I never met him or any other WWF wrestler, I would also like to take this opportunity to step back and take a few moments to remember the wrestler; to remember the man; to remember Owen Hart.
Rest in Peace, Owen; you are, and always will be, greatly missed.
That is all.