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In the fall
of 1960, Gerald Caveness, my dad, started coaching basketball at New Site High
School in New Site, Mississippi. After coaching at much larger schools, he took
the job to be closer to family. New Site was situated in the middle of what was
known as Basketball Country.
It was the
beginning of an incredible story.
This
remarkable story is the inspiration behind The Measure of a Man. In this
fictional account of the Royals’ incredible run, I wanted to convey the man Dad
was and the importance of having a mentor in your life. I wanted readers to get
a glimpse of the Mississippi where I was raised. I wanted the impressive feat
accomplished by a group of remarkable young men led by a phenomenal coach to be
remembered.
I have
talked to so many of Dad’s ballplayers. Most of what you will read is based on
those conversations.
Dad cared
about every player he coached. More important than wins, he believed in his
kids, teaching them more than basketball.
Having
served in the Marines, Dad had a staunch work ethic with hard-nosed discipline.
He also had an overwhelming, driving desire to succeed.
He always
believed there was a way to win no matter the odds.
Behind the
coach was a man, a dad. The man I knew wasn’t much different than I imagine he
was as a coach.
Dad was a
workaholic and taught us by example. We used to pray he would get a summer job.
If he didn’t, we would be working all summer long. One summer, all four of us
hoed out an entire cotton field. Dad said we needed to know what hard work
really was.
There was
more to Dad than a coach. He loved his family and home. He taught history and
instilled in all his kids that love and respect for those that came before us,
not to mention his uncanny ability to train dogs.
Dad taught
us to judge a man by his actions, not by the way he looked. I believe we grew
up in one of the most unbiased households in Mississippi.
Though in my
eyes, he was perfect. In reality, I realize he was only human. Yet, he never
let those human flaws define the man he was.
Dad wasn’t a
person one could ignore. He would elicit some emotional response from you when
you met him, whether it was love or hate.
There was no
middle ground with Dad.
Moreover, he
made no apology for the man he was.
Time has
moved on. Dad is no longer with us. His feats as a coach are now only a distant
memory, but I felt a need to preserve the history of that moment when Coach
Gerald Caveness helped boys become men.
I hope that
this story will inspire someone to believe in themselves and do the impossible.
If you like rooting for the underdog, stories based on true-life, and the triumph of the human spirit, then you’ll love this inspiring novel—The Measure of a Man!
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