Miami Herald – February 5, 1965
By Dick Meyer
FORT LAUDERDALE—Haystack Calhoun, wealthy at age 30, wants a wife.
She should be stout, a good cook and like to travel. Haystack—an ex-farmer whose square name is William—is a 620-pound wrestler who performs each season at the War Memorial Auditorium. He was there Wednesday night long enough to defeat Tarzan Tyler.
The bearded, long-haired Arkansas native says he will be back in Florida soon. However, his prompt return to Fort Lauderdale is unlikely, for promoter Red Cameron announced Thursday his decision to cancel remaining auditorium mat dates. (Red feels crowds should be larger.) It’s the uncertainty about wrestling tours that frets Haystack. After scuffling—his word for wrestling—he not always can find a restaurant nearby to serve his evening snack: five pounds of meat, a “trainload” of vegetables and three or four loaves of bread, all washed down with a half gallon of milk. Haystack loves to talk, yet now he travels alone in a station wagon with a driver’s seat twice the size of an ordinary one. “I talk quite a bit, so my wife should be a good listener,” he said.
When Calhoun married his first wife—from whom he was divorced last year—she was too fragile for his taste. By eating at the same table with Haystack, she added 100 pounds and when their daughter was born, three years ago, Mrs. Calhoun weighed 230.
The pretty little girl, of average size, now lives with Calhoun’s parents in Texas. “When I could, I’d like to spend some time in Texas with Kathy Elizabeth and her new mother,” Haystack says.
Another thing Haystack doesn’t appreciate about traveling is the lack of king-size beds. “I broke one at a motel the last time I stayed in Fort Lauderdale—I break beds wherever I go, ‘cause they are too small.”
It was especially difficult for the big fellow to sleep well when he visited Japan, in 1963, to oppose sumo wrestlers. The Japanese treated Haystack as though he were royalty—
“They respect big men over there”—but didn’t have a bed anywhere near large enough for his huge frame. The fellow may talk like the farmer he was, but he’s not dumb.
When Internal Revenue men said Haystack should limit his food consumption on expenses-claimed trips to $20 a day, he took a couple of them to a restaurant and put away a Gargantuan meal.
“They agreed I could eat far more food than that.” When an airline wanted to charge him double fare, he argued successfully that midget wrestlers don’t pay half fare. He paid for a single ticket, although an armrest had to be removed so he could use two seats.
“And,” he points out with emphasis, “I’ve been wrestling for nine years and haven’t been injured.”