Woody and Ann were such great people.
I was chairman of the program committee for American Society for Metals- Columbus chapter in the 1970's. Everybody in Columbus was saying what a wonderful speaker Ann Hayes was. With temerity, I looked up Wayne Woodrow's number and was surprised to find it in the book. With more uncertainty, I dialed the number and was surprised again by a gruff voice answering. "Er, uh, may I speak with Mrs. Hayes"? "You are." the voice answered. After trying to regain my composure, I explained that I was chairman of the local Metals Society and I wanted to see if she could speak to our chapter. "Oh, I love metals people," she answered "and I would be delighted". We arranged the date and I told her that I was surprised about several things in making the call. "What is that? she inquired. "Well, number 1, I was surprised to find Woody's name in the book. Number 2, I was surprised that you answered the phone-that is , I expected a maid or servant. And number 3, I was surprised to find you at home." Number 4, I was surprised to find you so receptive and so 'down to earth'.
"On number 1, Woody said when we came to Columbus that we would put our number in the phone book and take whatever comes. Number 2, we have no servants, in fact Woody would never let the Uiversity pay him more than $28,000 per year for coaching. He was just that loyal and appreciative of being the OSU coach. Number 3, Woody has an away game Saturday and I am at home washing his dirty underwear. Number 4, my brother is a sales metallurgist for Cruicible Steel. My dad worked inthe metals field. I grew up with microscopes and football. Our neighbor was a first class gentleman, Mars Fontana and the Fontanas are lovely people." Mars was Chairman of OSU's Metallurgical Engineering Department and was recognized along with a French gentleman as one of the two most well known and sought after consultants for corrosion problems in the world.
Our local society normally did not pay our speakers, but Mrs. Hayes told me she charged $75 which went into Ohio State Hospital's cancer fund to build a cancer hospital- much later now, the James Cancer Hospital at OSU. The society backed me in paying the fee.
I won't say all of the interesting things Mrs. Hayes told us that evening, but she did say one quite prophetic thing I remember. She said "Woody had been a golden gloves boxing champion from his hometown of Newcomerstown, Ohio. You should notice that any time Woody goes onto the playing field, he makes it a point to keep his hands in his pocket. He wants to avoid hitting anybody if his ire is too aroused. Recently he went onto Michigan's field and he kept his hands in his pockets if you may recall."
I find that to be prophetic in the ending of Woody's football career for Ohio State. The Clemson player intercepted an OSU pass that could have put OSU in position to win that last game. The intercepting player ran right up to Woody's face and taunted him. Now I am not an ex golden gloves champion, but I will admit, I wouldn't take that from a smart alec young fellow, and, were I in Woody's position, I probably would have hit the person. Of course, Woody hit him and the sports journalists brought a lot of negative publicity to Woody and the university. That was the last game Woody coached.
Sam
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Woody's paperboy- Thanks to my brother, Jim and his ex- Phyllis Cranmer Kegley
--- On Thu, 8/19/10, phyllis kegley wrote:
From: phyllis kegley
Subject: RE: Woody's Hayes' paper boy...
To: "Jim Kegley"
Date: Thursday, August 19, 2010, 1:58 AM
Sure.
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Date: Wed, 18 Aug 2010 12:55:34 -0700
From: jimkeg@yahoo.com
Subject: Re: Woody's Hayes' paper boy...
To: kegleyphyllis@hotmail.com
Thanks, That is a good story, even considering the source. I may send it on to a few OSU fans if that is o.k.?
Jim
--- On Wed, 8/18/10, phyllis kegley wrote:
From: phyllis kegley
Subject: Woody's Hayes' paper boy...
To: "Jim Kegley"
Date: Wednesday, August 18, 2010, 3:25 PM
Hi Jim,
Zel sent this to me. Maybe you have seen it before? It sounded like something you would enjoy reading.
Phyllis
This was written to Dennis Dood of ESPN! I am not sure why he went public with the story when he was specifically asked not to, but it is pretty incredible.
This is an amazing story from Bill who grew up in Columbus, Ohio as Woody Hayes' paper boy. It is apropos of my Monday story on future Big Ten divisional alignment.
From: Bill
Dennis, I like your thinking on this. This has been one of my big worries about a Big Ten Championship Game. I have always worried it will make the OSU-Michigan game lose its luster. I know Michigan is down but they will come back in time. This seems to be a great way to make sure it doesn't. I also wanted to share a story about "The Game" and what it has meant to me over the years.
Growing up in Upper Arlington two streets over from where Woody lived was very special. I was also his paper boy for four years. Back then Columbus had two newspapers -- the Columbus Citizen Journal and the Columbus Dispatch. The CJ was the early morning paper and this was the one I delivered. Coach would be waiting for the paper every morning as I delivered it at 6. If the paper was late coach was not in a very good mood. It didn't matter if it was my fault or the paper's fault. His quote was always the same, "Damn it Billy, where is my paper?" I always got a chuckle out of coach bitching about the paper being late.
All through high school I still kept in touch with coach. I would stop by and say hello and ask about the team. Even after he was fired and I had left for college I would stop in and see him when I was home at break. Coach was a very big fan of military history. When I left for the Marine Corps he gave me an hour-long history lecture of the history of the USMC. One of his best friends was General Lewis Walt who at one time was commandant of the Marine Corps. Coach told me about his visits to Vietnam in the late 60s and 70s.
When coached passed away in March of 1987 I was stationed in Central America. My parents were still in Florida for the winter and Mrs. Hayes got a hold of my mom. Mrs. Hayes wanted to make sure I made it back for the funeral. My mom explained that I was overseas and she really didn't know how to get a hold of me fast.
At the time I was doing drug interdiction missions all over Central and South America. I would be out for 30 days at a time and in for two weeks. Mrs. Hayes told my mom she would take care of that problem.
Another one of coach's best friends was Richard Nixon. In fact he gave the eulogy at coach's funeral. Mrs. Hayes called Richard Nixon, who called President Regan's office, who called the commandant of the Marine Corps Office, who called US Central Command in Tampa. I was in the field at the time and I received a radio message that my team was to be extracted. When my helicopter landed I was met by my commanding officer who told me there was a death in my family and I needed to be sent home. He did not know the details but in an hour they put me on a Navy jet to McDill AFB in Tampa. When I got off the jet a Marine full bird colonel was waiting on me.
Now, in the Marine Corps a full bird colonel is god. I could not imagine why a full bird was waiting on me. He came up to me and asked me how I knew Richard Nixon. I told him I didn't and that he must have me mixed up with someone else. I told him I was going home for a death in family. I still had no information on who had passed away. The colonel explained to me that coach had passed way and Richard Nixon had made some calls to get me home for the funeral. They put me on another jet and I flew back to Columbus landing at OSU Airport.
When I landed there was a car waiting for me. The door opens and it's Bo Schembechler. The pilots of the Navy Jet get out of the plane and have him sign autographs. I am in shock. We get back to the Hayes house on Cardiff Rd. My parents aren't back from Florida yet and Mrs. Hayes wanted me to stop by. I am sitting at the kitchen table with Bo, Richard Nixon, and Mrs. Hayes. I am in uniform and Mrs. Hayes says, "Billy would you would like a glass of milk." Bo looks at me, then at President Nixon and says to Mrs. Hayes, "Ann, I think Billy needs something stronger than a glass of milk." I thought Richard Nixon was going to have a heart attack right there on the spot.
That is my connection to "The Game". I have not shared this story with one soul. Can't tell you why, I guess I wanted to keep it for myself. I know you're a reporter but I would appreciate if you kept it to yourself. I wanted to share it with you because covering the Big Ten you know the history and meaning of the OSU-Michigan game.
From: phyllis kegley
Subject: RE: Woody's Hayes' paper boy...
To: "Jim Kegley"
Date: Thursday, August 19, 2010, 1:58 AM
Sure.
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Date: Wed, 18 Aug 2010 12:55:34 -0700
From: jimkeg@yahoo.com
Subject: Re: Woody's Hayes' paper boy...
To: kegleyphyllis@hotmail.com
Thanks, That is a good story, even considering the source. I may send it on to a few OSU fans if that is o.k.?
Jim
--- On Wed, 8/18/10, phyllis kegley
From: phyllis kegley
Subject: Woody's Hayes' paper boy...
To: "Jim Kegley"
Date: Wednesday, August 18, 2010, 3:25 PM
Hi Jim,
Zel sent this to me. Maybe you have seen it before? It sounded like something you would enjoy reading.
Phyllis
This was written to Dennis Dood of ESPN! I am not sure why he went public with the story when he was specifically asked not to, but it is pretty incredible.
This is an amazing story from Bill who grew up in Columbus, Ohio as Woody Hayes' paper boy. It is apropos of my Monday story on future Big Ten divisional alignment.
From: Bill
Dennis, I like your thinking on this. This has been one of my big worries about a Big Ten Championship Game. I have always worried it will make the OSU-Michigan game lose its luster. I know Michigan is down but they will come back in time. This seems to be a great way to make sure it doesn't. I also wanted to share a story about "The Game" and what it has meant to me over the years.
Growing up in Upper Arlington two streets over from where Woody lived was very special. I was also his paper boy for four years. Back then Columbus had two newspapers -- the Columbus Citizen Journal and the Columbus Dispatch. The CJ was the early morning paper and this was the one I delivered. Coach would be waiting for the paper every morning as I delivered it at 6. If the paper was late coach was not in a very good mood. It didn't matter if it was my fault or the paper's fault. His quote was always the same, "Damn it Billy, where is my paper?" I always got a chuckle out of coach bitching about the paper being late.
All through high school I still kept in touch with coach. I would stop by and say hello and ask about the team. Even after he was fired and I had left for college I would stop in and see him when I was home at break. Coach was a very big fan of military history. When I left for the Marine Corps he gave me an hour-long history lecture of the history of the USMC. One of his best friends was General Lewis Walt who at one time was commandant of the Marine Corps. Coach told me about his visits to Vietnam in the late 60s and 70s.
When coached passed away in March of 1987 I was stationed in Central America. My parents were still in Florida for the winter and Mrs. Hayes got a hold of my mom. Mrs. Hayes wanted to make sure I made it back for the funeral. My mom explained that I was overseas and she really didn't know how to get a hold of me fast.
At the time I was doing drug interdiction missions all over Central and South America. I would be out for 30 days at a time and in for two weeks. Mrs. Hayes told my mom she would take care of that problem.
Another one of coach's best friends was Richard Nixon. In fact he gave the eulogy at coach's funeral. Mrs. Hayes called Richard Nixon, who called President Regan's office, who called the commandant of the Marine Corps Office, who called US Central Command in Tampa. I was in the field at the time and I received a radio message that my team was to be extracted. When my helicopter landed I was met by my commanding officer who told me there was a death in my family and I needed to be sent home. He did not know the details but in an hour they put me on a Navy jet to McDill AFB in Tampa. When I got off the jet a Marine full bird colonel was waiting on me.
Now, in the Marine Corps a full bird colonel is god. I could not imagine why a full bird was waiting on me. He came up to me and asked me how I knew Richard Nixon. I told him I didn't and that he must have me mixed up with someone else. I told him I was going home for a death in family. I still had no information on who had passed away. The colonel explained to me that coach had passed way and Richard Nixon had made some calls to get me home for the funeral. They put me on another jet and I flew back to Columbus landing at OSU Airport.
When I landed there was a car waiting for me. The door opens and it's Bo Schembechler. The pilots of the Navy Jet get out of the plane and have him sign autographs. I am in shock. We get back to the Hayes house on Cardiff Rd. My parents aren't back from Florida yet and Mrs. Hayes wanted me to stop by. I am sitting at the kitchen table with Bo, Richard Nixon, and Mrs. Hayes. I am in uniform and Mrs. Hayes says, "Billy would you would like a glass of milk." Bo looks at me, then at President Nixon and says to Mrs. Hayes, "Ann, I think Billy needs something stronger than a glass of milk." I thought Richard Nixon was going to have a heart attack right there on the spot.
That is my connection to "The Game". I have not shared this story with one soul. Can't tell you why, I guess I wanted to keep it for myself. I know you're a reporter but I would appreciate if you kept it to yourself. I wanted to share it with you because covering the Big Ten you know the history and meaning of the OSU-Michigan game.
Another note from Jack Plymale with my reply
Believe it, Mr. Plymale. I enjoy your barbs. You cannot grow up in Mound Park in Portsmouth Ohio and have thin skin.
I would venture to say the same about you Mabert Road people. Our God has taken Don Lundy, my brother-in-law and great friend from us, but Don was a Wayne Hills-nurtured guy who established and maintained his respect as a human being and a distinguished Portsmouth Times Sports Editor.
If God made anything better than people like you, Doc and Jim, Ray, Lemon (Bugs), and Gib, he must have kept it in Heaven. Thankfully He sent Jesus to earth for sinners like us even.
I quit freshman football and played freshman basketball until the very last week. Dan Dailey, our freshman manager, told me that Pat Mitchell told him he was ready to use me. He put me in one game, I made one bucket, a long two-feet-from-the-basket one, and the game ended with our wide-margin victory over a county league reserve team. I never missed a shot in a game. I spent most practices shooting lay-ups from the left side. I just couldn't coordinate taking off from the right foot tto use the left hand so well. We didn't have to do that in the Highland School yard games I terrorized- please forgive that awful analogy.
By the bye, Mr. Plymale, You must know some people from the class of 1950. We are having our sixtieth reunion at Shawnee Lodge next weekend, 27th and 28th. Give me some words to salute these wonderful survivors who are now the young 76-78 crowd. We always thought that our classmate Ron Plymale was a relative of yours, but you told me that isn't so.
This also will be added into my blog- www.skegley.blogspot.com .
Your urchin friend and admirer of all of the tremendous Trojan warriors. While you guys practiced, I was out, very bashfully, chasing the beautiful girls of the P'Town area.
Sam
----- Original Message ----- From: "Jack H Plymale" To: "Sam Kegley" Sent: Wednesday, August 18, 2010 21:29 Subject: Re: Aaron's UK Blog AM 8-18-10
Sam, I enjoy the heck out of it. If you can tolerate my barbs, I'd like to remain on the list. Thank you.
On 8/18/10, Sam Kegley wrote: Jack, I send this stuff out every day to a 'Kentucky" group. If you get this kind of kick out of it, I will leave you on the Kentucky group list. If you would rather not see it, I will take you off that list.
Sam
----- Original Message ----- From: "Jack H Plymale" To: "Sam Kegley" Sent: Wednesday, August 18, 2010 11:34 Subject: Re: Aaron's UK Blog AM 8-18-10
SAM YOU ARE GONNA HAVE TO QUIT READING THIS STUFF OR YOU ARE GOING TO EXPERIENCE SOME KIND OF ECSTATIC SIEZURE.
On 8/18/10, Sam Kegley wrote: Aaron's UK Basketball Blog A Blog devoted entirely to news about the University of Kentucky's Men's Basketball Team. Any e-mails and/or advertising inquiries should be sent to ukbasketball23@gmail.com.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010 John Wall is in high demand Posted by Aaron at 12:54 AM 0 comments Both sides took away exactly what they hoped for in an arrangement that brought the Wildcats to Canada for the first time Posted by Aaron at 12:51 AM 0 comments Tuesday, August 17, 2010 The future looks bright for the Wildcats Posted by Aaron at 8:00 PM 0 comments Josh Harrellson credits UK Assistant Coach Kenny Payne with his improved play Posted by Aaron at 7:15 PM 0 comments John Clay's ten observations from UK's trip to Canada Posted by Aaron at 7:13 PM 0 comments John Wall signed an exclusive trading card and memorabilia deal with Panini America on Monday Posted by Aaron at 7:11 PM 0 comments Calipari sounded all but ready to sign up for another exhibition series in Canada in the future
Posted by Aaron at 7:09 PM 0 comments Brandon Knight added to his own hype and only increased expectations that
he can lead the Wildcats high into the national rankings and deep into the NCAA tournament Posted by Aaron at 5:08 PM 0 comments Calipari said that Darnell Dodson may be back at UK, but he won't be playing Posted by Aaron at 2:43 PM 0 comments Kentucky blitzed Windsor 104-75- Brandon Knight topped Kentucky's scoring with 27 points Posted by Aaron at 1:48 PM 0 comments Terrence Jones has already impressed Calipari with his toughness Posted by Aaron at 1:06 PM 0 comments Older Posts Home Subscribe to: Posts (Atom) This spring, make sure to have Big East Tournament tickets and Final Four tickets from Vivid Seats in hand. If you want to more basketball action, search for NBA playoff tickets to enjoy the pros.
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I would venture to say the same about you Mabert Road people. Our God has taken Don Lundy, my brother-in-law and great friend from us, but Don was a Wayne Hills-nurtured guy who established and maintained his respect as a human being and a distinguished Portsmouth Times Sports Editor.
If God made anything better than people like you, Doc and Jim, Ray, Lemon (Bugs), and Gib, he must have kept it in Heaven. Thankfully He sent Jesus to earth for sinners like us even.
I quit freshman football and played freshman basketball until the very last week. Dan Dailey, our freshman manager, told me that Pat Mitchell told him he was ready to use me. He put me in one game, I made one bucket, a long two-feet-from-the-basket one, and the game ended with our wide-margin victory over a county league reserve team. I never missed a shot in a game. I spent most practices shooting lay-ups from the left side. I just couldn't coordinate taking off from the right foot tto use the left hand so well. We didn't have to do that in the Highland School yard games I terrorized- please forgive that awful analogy.
By the bye, Mr. Plymale, You must know some people from the class of 1950. We are having our sixtieth reunion at Shawnee Lodge next weekend, 27th and 28th. Give me some words to salute these wonderful survivors who are now the young 76-78 crowd. We always thought that our classmate Ron Plymale was a relative of yours, but you told me that isn't so.
This also will be added into my blog- www.skegley.blogspot.com .
Your urchin friend and admirer of all of the tremendous Trojan warriors. While you guys practiced, I was out, very bashfully, chasing the beautiful girls of the P'Town area.
Sam
----- Original Message ----- From: "Jack H Plymale"
Sam, I enjoy the heck out of it. If you can tolerate my barbs, I'd like to remain on the list. Thank you.
On 8/18/10, Sam Kegley
Sam
----- Original Message ----- From: "Jack H Plymale"
SAM YOU ARE GONNA HAVE TO QUIT READING THIS STUFF OR YOU ARE GOING TO EXPERIENCE SOME KIND OF ECSTATIC SIEZURE.
On 8/18/10, Sam Kegley
Wednesday, August 18, 2010 John Wall is in high demand Posted by Aaron at 12:54 AM 0 comments Both sides took away exactly what they hoped for in an arrangement that brought the Wildcats to Canada for the first time Posted by Aaron at 12:51 AM 0 comments Tuesday, August 17, 2010 The future looks bright for the Wildcats Posted by Aaron at 8:00 PM 0 comments Josh Harrellson credits UK Assistant Coach Kenny Payne with his improved play Posted by Aaron at 7:15 PM 0 comments John Clay's ten observations from UK's trip to Canada Posted by Aaron at 7:13 PM 0 comments John Wall signed an exclusive trading card and memorabilia deal with Panini America on Monday Posted by Aaron at 7:11 PM 0 comments Calipari sounded all but ready to sign up for another exhibition series in Canada in the future
Posted by Aaron at 7:09 PM 0 comments Brandon Knight added to his own hype and only increased expectations that
he can lead the Wildcats high into the national rankings and deep into the NCAA tournament Posted by Aaron at 5:08 PM 0 comments Calipari said that Darnell Dodson may be back at UK, but he won't be playing Posted by Aaron at 2:43 PM 0 comments Kentucky blitzed Windsor 104-75- Brandon Knight topped Kentucky's scoring with 27 points Posted by Aaron at 1:48 PM 0 comments Terrence Jones has already impressed Calipari with his toughness Posted by Aaron at 1:06 PM 0 comments Older Posts Home Subscribe to: Posts (Atom) This spring, make sure to have Big East Tournament tickets and Final Four tickets from Vivid Seats in hand. If you want to more basketball action, search for NBA playoff tickets to enjoy the pros.
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