21 Cannon Salute to the Loose Cannon

17th of July 2017

Lately, I've woken up to bad news whether it's from work or about a friend. In this case, it's about a friend. My friend from Ohio, Daniel Beatty, passed away .

I don't want to go into too many details about how he died, but I would like to get into many details about how he lived his life. I would like to get into how he helped many in his time. I would like to get into how he made a lot of people laugh in some very difficult situations not only for himself but difficult for others. Daniel (ring name: Loose Cannon Logan Scott) lost his sister to lupus a little before I lost my mother. The death of his sister, Darby, made him want to help find a cure for lupus. He put on wrestling events called Wrestle for the Cure to help not only raise money, but he also raised awareness about the disease. It was at this event in 2014 in which I met Daniel Beatty. To flash back on when I met Daniel, I had just lost my mother due to complications from open heart surgery. Another friend of mine, who wrestles as the Libyan Nightmare, asked me if I wanted to go to Massilon, Ohio with him and some other people. I was hesitant at first, but I said "Screw it! Let's go!" When we got there, I saw all the wrestlers involved in the show. Daniel was too busy at the time to introduce myself because he wanted to make sure everything was set up. When the pep talk began, he got emotional, and I did, too. My role there was to be a bodyguard for the Libyan Nightmare (more on that later. This one is about Daniel). Jeff (the Libyan Nightmare) introduced me to everyone there, but Daniel had to wait. He was determined to make sure that the show went well. He was putting it on with Elmer Bounce Mahone, the promoter of Unda Ground Wrestling. After the Battle Royal, which Daniel (Logan Scott) won, I went up to him and shared my loss with him, and I gave him my condolences for his loss. We shared tears, and we shared a hug. We bonded right away. I only wish I would have seen more of him because that was the only and last time I saw him. I kept in touch with him mainly through Facebook. Through Facebook, I could see his love for his family, and I could see the sense of humor that I didn't get to see at the Wrestle for the Cure show. It wasn't that he wasn't funny. He was. Extremely. Like I said twice in here already; he wanted the show to go well. That show would not be the last show, and Daniel helped raise awareness and money for lupus. His son, Kamdyn, even started a lemonade stand to raise money for lupus. Daniel was, and with every right, so damn proud of his son.

That pic up above is a shirt Daniel sold me for National Independent Wrestling Month. Now, the shirt has new meaning for me. Daniel had a great sense of humor to cheer up anyone who was down. If he saw anyone not happy, he would make sure that they would smile at some point even if it was for only a minute. With Daniel, once he got someone to smile, they wouldn't stop for hours. Now that Daniel isn't with us anymore, I refuse to dwell on his sorrows. He wouldn't want that. What I will do is smile at the memories I have of him both at the Wrestle for the Cure event and his Facebook posts. He's an awesome guy that will be greatly missed, and his contributions not only to the wrestling world, but to society as a whole will not go unnoticed. Thanks for the memories, Daniel Beatty.