A True Gentleman

Facebook can be a blessing and a curse.  Most days I glance at it but don’t post very much personally, just occasionally on behalf of the OU Softball Diamond Club.  This past Wednesday, however, I was grateful for a posting by a friend and colleague, Debbie Copp.  She posted a tribute to someone who meant a lot to the University of Oklahoma, David Maloney.  I was so sad to hear of Mr. Maloney’s passing.  As Debbie and I both shared via e-mail, he and his wife are such classy people and make an immediate impression on anyone they meet.  I have just returned from attending his prayer service.  Many of the memories people shared about him were of no surprise to me and only reiterated what I already knew.   One particular story shared was by his brother, Tom.  He spoke of how Dave taught him to “stand up every time a woman walks into a room.”   He didn’t think much of it at the time (he was only 10 years old) but said that to this day, approximately 57 years later, he still stands up when a woman enters the room.

I first met Dave Maloney when I was taking graduate courses at OU.  He taught my Sports Marketing course and I thoroughly enjoyed hearing of how he was successful at getting people to donate money to the university.  Simply put, he would have a conversation with them, get to know the potential donors and basically invite them to take part in a project with OU.   Though I only had him for one course, his methods have stuck with me and think of him every time I meet with a student who wants to go into sales or development.

The past few years, I had the pleasure of seeing Dave and his wife Roberta at almost every home football game.  I couldn’t help but smile when I would see them walking, hand-in-hand, into the Santee Lounge.  He’d greet me with that sweet, genuine smile and put his arm around me for a hug.  When he asked how I was doing, I knew he was sincere.   Being an avid basketball fan as well, once football was over, I could count on seeing the Maloneys walk to their seats to attend basketball games at Lloyd Noble Center.

I consider myself blessed for knowing David Maloney.  My home football and basketball games will not be the same without him but I know he’s with us in spirit.  I was once again reminded this week of how precious life is and how we need to appreciate every day we have.

 

Bye Week

Don’t get me wrong, I love watching my Sooners whether it’s at home or on tv when they are away from Owen Field.  However, since I work the football games and am usually pretty useless on the Sunday following a home game, I was thrilled this was a bye week for OU.  I knew I would actually have a chance of getting something done.  Last night, I vacuumed my apartment for the first time in well, too long.  I made a mental list of what I wanted to get accomplished this weekend.  These pictures can show it didn’t take me long….the crap was practically screaming at me…

 

When I get in these moods, I start off very gung-ho.  I tell myself that I’m going to get a lot done….all the surfaces will be clean and I’ll feel so good.  I then turn on the tv to have something to watch in the background.  One of my piles becomes pictures I want framed.  So I get up and find a coupon for Michael’s.  Back to the piles….I see an old magazine with an article about my Dad in it…so I begin reading and become engrossed in it….forgetting about the other piles of crap lying around me.  Naturally, I made the pictures my priority and added a trip to Michael’s to the agenda. 

Another thing I haven’t been to in a few weeks in church so I wanted to make sure I went today. After framing my pictures and doing a load of laundry, I changed for church.  After mass was over, I came home finish the piles. Well, that was the intention….but as of right now, not all the crap is off the counters….but there’s another day to the weekend left to go.  Plus, I have this to consume….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Expressing Appreciation

Yesterday during the football game, I had a conversation with a friend of mine who also happens to be a mentor to me.  She was reliving some stories of past positions she has held.  A remark she shared made me smile and will stick with me.  She referenced that people like to be told ‘thank-you’ and feel appreciated.  It’s such a simple gesture but yet can make a huge difference.  I was reassured in that moment that I’m not the only one who still gets a good feeling when I hear those simple words.  Whether you did a small favor or played a key role in a project someone was leading, it is still nice to be told that someone is grateful for helping them. 

Valentine’s confession

Seeing as how tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, it’s hard for me to not have something, well really someone on my mind.  I’ve been thinking about him for a few months.  I haven’t seen him since our last home football game.  This is probably going to sound really corny but when I hear the song Smile by Uncle Kracker, I think of him and yes, smile.  Not only does thinking of him make me smile but being in his presence and talking with him does it for me.  I don’t have his phone number but I could easily send him an e-mail.  I’ve thought over in my head of what I would tell him and I’m never convinced that they are the right words.  I’m scared of how he’ll react….will he just send a polite reply?  Ignore it?  Or is there the remote chance that he would reply and end up doing what he always does: making me smile.  I just don’t know.  I could bite the bullet and just send it, throwing caution to the wind.  I mean, it’s almost Valentine’s Day after all.