Sunday, November 30, 1980

Report Card

Took classical guitar course. 
Address in the College Inn, 631 South Congress.

Thursday, August 14, 1980

Ohio U financial aid going to my junior year

College costs in the day were not like modern times. The work study was to be an assistant swim coach for the college men's team. 

Friday, June 06, 1980

Rolling in the cash

I would have been living in Boston and coaching at BGSC in the summer of 1980. I left Ohio and my money there to collect interest. Inheritance.

Bank One closed and merged with JP Morgan. Defunct July 1, 2004. If anyone can find this bank account, we might be rich! 

Friday, April 04, 1980

Resume as a 21 year old swim coach. Meet Mark Rauterkus

This resume would have been used to land the job with Bernal's Gator Swim Club in April 1980. 

Saturday, March 01, 1980

OU Report Card

150 Zoology was no joke. That was the course that was often taken 2 or 3 times. It was the one that split the pre-med majors too.

Wednesday, October 10, 1979

Foodstamps came after moving out of the dorm

Jimmy Carter was US President. When living off campus, sophomore year, the money was tight. This happened one year. In fall 1980 I moved into The College Inn. Senior year, moved back off campus and there was not a way to get the foodstamps. 

Sunday, June 10, 1979

Report Card from OU

GPA, 3.4
Philosophy of Sport course, BANG!
Sports in our Society, BANG again!

Thursday, March 01, 1979

Report Card

Winter quarter, 1978-79.
Introduction to Coaching as a course is sometimes needed to show for coaching certification. 

The UP courses were University Professors. Great classes. 

GPA = 3.457

Friday, December 01, 1978

Wednesday, January 07, 1976

My only technical foul. Not even a swimming DQ that I can remember.

I don't remember a DQ in swimming, but, I remember getting technical foul and tossed out of a CYO basketball game when a high school junior.

We were doing a full court press and my teammate was preventing the inbound pass and covering the guy taking the ball out of bounds. Before 5-seconds passed, guy with the ball whipped the ball at my teammate, Kevin M, right in the nuts. Ouch. Vicious. Still cringe worthy 45 years later.

A play or so later, the press was on again, and I matched up with the guy who made that ball-buster-in-bound-pass on the court. We were about the foul line, and I was guarding him, hand-checking, sorta, with one hand. The distinction was that my thumb and pinky finger was at this temples while my hand was held over his face. He wasn't getting open, nor moving much at all, but the ref saw it, and I went to the bench. Only about 4 people in the whole gym saw what I did.

Thursday, January 09, 1975

Short story, You Got to Beat Two

A school assignment, fiction, creative writing done on a typewriter. Those were the days. Combination of white and pink paper too.

I used "D" as a middle initial as it was a picked name from Confirmation. David. Different. Didn't stick. 

Was in 9th or 10th grade. Not sure of the date. My love of a sports story and poor spelling shows itself.