Plus, he coached football. As the 5th string back-up starting substitute quarterback who only goes in when the game is well in (or out) of hand, I remember him well. Great coach!
I specifically remember one night in Wolf Point when the temp was below zero and I was peacefully minding my own business riding the bench with my sparkling white clean uniform and frozen hands. Suddenly I noticed him begin to scan the ranks of benched players looking for those few who had not as yet braved the elements and entered the fray. I tried gainfully to avoid his gaze but ACK...he spotted me!
"Wallick!" He called. "Have you played yet?"
"Yes!" I quickly answered forcefully, blowing on my frozen hands in fearful anticipation of the hard snap which would be delivered to me by back-up center Les Zuelke.
"You have??" He continued with a look of disbelief in his narrowing eye.
"Yes!" I answered and mouthed "Now move on" under my agonized cold breath.
...aahhhh what a game. What great memories.