Wildcat Memories: a Review

As the NCAA men's basketball season roars into our winter consciousness, I have a confession to make:  I am from Kentucky, have always lived in Kentucky, yet, I was not born into the Big Blue Nation of UK basketball. As a child, I sat with my sisters and father on Saturdays in front of the TV and dutifully rooted for the UC Bearcats. My dad was not really much of a sports fan, but he did enjoy college basketball, the Cincinnati Reds, and Big Time Wrestling. So, when those events were televised, we often gathered together in front of our black and white television, equipped with our own Jiffy Pop popcorn. We had no idea that nearly all of our rural neighbors were listening to Cawood Ledford on transistor radios, or standing on their rooftops to get their antennae to pick up the faint and faraway signals from Lexington.

I married into the phenomenon known now as The Big Blue Nation. You could not enter my father-in-law's house without the big console TV tuned in to the Wildcats. And forget about listening to whatever the network color commentators might have to say about the game. True blue fans of UK basketball--at that time--had their radios cranked up to hear the play-by-play from Cawood Ledford.  Never mind that the sound seldom matched the picture. We sometimes heard that the Wildcats had scored way before the basketball on the screen circled the rim and dropped through the net.  "This is the way true fans experience the game," explained my husband, "unless they are lucky enough to get tickets."

Because I know and love many members of the Big Blue Nation, I found Doug Brunk's Wildcat Memories : Inside Stories from Kentucky Basketball Greats, both informative and inspiring. Published in August by University Press of Kentucky, the narrative informs because Brunk organizes his material chronologically, tracing the development of the UK program to the very roots of basketball itself through the mentoring of storied coach, Adolph Rupp by his own coach at Kansas, Dr. Forrest C. Allen and Dr.James Naismith, the inventor of the game. But what sets this book apart from others on UK's winning program is the emphasis on inspiration.  Each interview subject reveals the people who influenced them the most while they played, coached, or worked for Kentucky basketball.  Some credited coaches, other players, secretaries, business leaders, pastors, equipment managers, governors, and coaches' wives. But all of them discussed the influence of the fans and the personal connection those UK fans have to the team. 

All-SEC forward MIke Pratt tries to sum up why UK fans travel the globe, selling out arenas and cheering their team wherever they play with this statement,  "Kentucky is a small state. It doesn't have  a professional baseball team or a professional  football team." Pratt  then continues to emphasize the devotion of the fans with this story, "The first time I realized how important basketball was to Kentuckians was during my freshman year when we traveled to Louisville to play at Freedom Hall. The varsity team went out and practiced, and then our freshman team went out and practiced--a shoot around  There were twelve thousand people there to watch that day's shoot around."

Says former coach, Joe B. Hall of the fans, "Kentucky is the Commonwealth's team, and the support goes from border to border."

"They're very knowledgeable, passionate fans," adds Kevin Grevey.

"The fans refer to themselves as 'we.' They say things like 'We're not rebounding the ball enough,'" says Jeff Sheppard. "They may live in Pikeville and have nothing to do with rebounding during a game going on at Rupp Arena in downtown Lexington, but they consider themselves a part of the program. They are." 

Each chapter of Wildcat Memories begins with important statistics to satisfy the serious basketball aficionado, but continues with first person stories of character, triumph, and connection that will draw in those readers who care more about the human factors that create this special basketball program.  Says Dan Issel in the foreword, "Once Doug emphasized that he was after stories about the people who impacted me during my time playing at UK, that got my interest. I know of no other book that has taken this approach and presented it in a format of firsthand reflections. We are all shaped and influenced by others in some way."

I personally enjoyed all the stories about equipment manager, Bill Keightly, also known as Mr. Wildcat, who served the program for 48 years. And I totally love that I can now put faces and stories to names like Cotton Nash, Jack "Goose" Givens, and Johnny Cox of the Johnny Cox All-Star Highway.

Heart-wrenching, yet inspiring is Derek Anderson's story about being on his own from age 11. He credits the UK program as being the first real family he ever had.

As a newbie UK fan, I often sat around the Schultz table at the holidays and heard epic stories about "Rupp's Runts," Larry Conley, and Pat Riley. I joined the club somewhere around Joe B. Hall and have been a serious fan all through the days of Eddie Sutton, Billy Gillispie, Rick Pitino, Tubby Smith and Coach Cal.  Every season we start anew with high hopes to make new memories.  We won't be in Rupp Arena working on rebounding, but we will be parked in front of our TVs and possibly our laptops and phones, tuning in our team. Or, we'll make a trip to one of their road games part of our family vacation. So, love us. Understand us. Forgive us. We adore our Wildcats. We cherish our Wildcat Memories. Christmas is coming. A fan near you could really appreciate Doug Brunk's fine book.

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This review aired on WVXU.org on November28, 2014.

Kentucky Agate: a Review from Earlier in 2014

I have to confess to an early fascination with rocks. Maybe all kids go through a passion for classification some time during their early schooling, but I think my interest became a little pathological. It began with a tiny junior geologist box from the Cincinnati Natural History Museum that contained 12 small samples labeled carefully: slate, micah, rose quartz, granite, marble, feldspar are some of the names I remember from that box. Soon after acquiring this template, I began to notice hints of quartz, glints of micah in all rocks on the school playground. In time, I had filled my Valentine box--which I kept under careful guard from my younger sisters at the foot of my bunk bed--with what I believed to be valuable rocks and minerals.

Even as an adult, I have to confess to bringing back pieces of the places I have vacationed and depositing the foreign strata in my garden here and there. So, there  might be geodes among the tiger lilies and Maine beach pebbles in flower boxes. But I will assure you that none of my samples came from areas that forbid such collecting, like National Parks or endangered beaches.

So, I was delighted to come across Kentucky Agate: State Rock and Mineral Treasure of the Commonwealth by Roland L. McIntosh and Warren Anderson. Published in November by University Press of Kentucky, the book compiles hundreds of professional color photographs of agates taken by Lee Thomas along with geological maps of the areas of Kentucky most plentiful with these colorfully banded variety of chalcedony.

On page 5, the authors define agate simply as " a concretion or nodule of quartz of the variety of chalcedony. which is silicon dioxide."  While the authors are well-schooled in agates(McIntosh won an award for a video documentary on them and Anderson is a geologist at University of Kentucky,) the book never becomes incomprehensible to the casual rock collector or enthusiast. The text serves to classify agates, explore their collecting history in Kentucky, outline the geographical landscape where they have been collected, and then briefly explain their formation. The rest of the book is devoted to displaying the colorful variations of Kentucky's state rock as rendered by Thomas' vivid photography. There are even full color examples of the exquisite jewelry that can be created from slicing the agates into thin layers and buffing them into cabochon gems for silver-rimmed pendants, tie clasps.and belt buckles. The designs included come from Rachel Savane´of Savane´ Silver.

The geodes containing agates are not easy to find, and according to the authors, have probably been over-collected in the past 40 years or so.  However, a determined hiker in the scenic byways of Kentucky's Knobs region could be rewarded with a prized specimen by knowing the history of agate formation and where to look. While the authors acknowledge that over-collecting has made agate discovery rare, they still tell the reader when and where to look in the counties most likely to have examples of nature's artwork.  So, if you study the pages of Kentucky Agates: State Rock and Mineral Treasure of the Commonwealth and plan an early spring hike along the stream beds of Estill, Powell, Jackson, Menifee, Madison or Lee County, will you find a rough geode that will reveal banded red, orange, purple and yellow designs inside?  Maybe. Maybe not.  But if you're like me, sometimes the quest is just as tantalizing as the prize.

This review aired in 2014 on Around Cincinnati, WVXU.org.  Listen to the audio at this link.

Happy Birthday, Kurt Vonnegut!

Every year I search for a link to this quote from Breakfast of Champions to commemorate November 11th, which is my mom's and Kurt Vonnegut's birthday.  I want to thank them both for their service to humanity. Then it came to me--duh--I have my own blog that has somehow lain dormant for almost a year. I have probably written more this year than usual, but have somehow failed to repost my reviews or anything else here. So now, I have a very "braver self worthy" day to commemorate. And I choose to do so with this quote:

"I will come to a time in my backwards trip when November eleventh, accidentally my birthday, was a sacred day called Armistice Day. When I was a boy, and when Dwayne Hoover was a boy, all the people of all the nations which had fought in the First World War were silent during the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour of Armistice Day, which was the eleventh day of the eleventh month.

It was during that minute in nineteen hundred and eighteen, that millions upon millions of human beings stopped butchering one another. I have talked to old men who were on battlefields during that minute. They have told me in one way or another that the sudden silence was the Voice of God. So we still have among us some men who can remember when God spoke clearly to mankind.

Armistice Day has become Veterans’ Day. Armistice Day was sacred. Veterans’ Day is not."

God Bless you, Mr. Rosewater.