Back in the late 1980’s or so I was a young city police officer and assigned to work as security for a wrestling event at the Armory. As I approached a doorway behind the scenes, I was met by Andre the Giant coming through from the opposite direction. He was so tall and large that he had to duck his head as he came through the door. He immediately greeted me and we exchanged a few words. After the show, I watched as he entered a limousine to leave and chuckled at how the car listed a bit under his weight as he entered. He was a very nice yet BIG man.