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| For nearly five years, Adam Pelley transformed into Sidewalk Sam, his in-ring wrestling persona of a hobo - a man less fortunate than most. Adam did an incredible job, producing such an accurate portrayal of a character that helped carve his place in Maritime wrestling archives. After a match in Happy Valley-Goose Bay, Newfoundland that left him temporarily paralyzed in the ring, Sidewalk announced an early retirement from active competition. But, the journey has only just begun for Adam Pelley who, now, has embarked on a new career.
Next month, Adam's first book will be released in publication. Adam says, "'Promises' is about my experience with schizophrenia and a life that I wish to share with the world, in an effort to take the stigma away from mental illness in some way. It deals with mistakes I have made and learned from, through things like drug addictions, a couple of experiences that can only be expressed through my experience as divine, what doctors would call hallucinations, and a mental war that has waged for more than a decade. I think people can learn from my life and look at mental illness in a new aspect all together." Upon release of his book, which will be made available for sale through this web site, Adam will embark on a promotional tour conducting interviews, motivational seminars, and signings in book stores, libraries, and high schools throughout Atlantic Canada. Here, exclusively for readers of mainstreamwrestling.net, is an excerpt from Adam Pelley's first book, "Promises": The boys finally had enough wood cut for the night; we went inside to keep warm. With bellies full from macaroni and cheese made on the cast iron stove and Mary Jane filling the cabin, Kirk decided to make some tea, magic tea. I was all for it. The magic floated to the top, I could see it in the tea. “Down the hatch boys,” I said as the hot, putrid-tasting tea went down my throat and settled at the top of my stomach. I knew the magic took a while for its spell to start, so I was patient. I had dealt with magic before. “You guys wanna play whist?” Jesse suggested. “Guaranteed,” I agreed. Three-handed whist has the same principle except you play for yourself. Five is a book. Bid over five. Before we started, Mary Jane had to have her part in the game. I smoked. We started playing cards. As our card game went on, the more the magic took over my body. We had moved up to the loft, smoking cigarettes and a lift of some more Mary Jane. “Pelley, your go,” Jesse said. I was in a photo; I couldn’t think, couldn’t speak, and couldn’t move. MORE |