We hadn't finished shaking hands, or sat down before the stories began. The conversation ranged back and forth from football to basketball, sometimes in mid-breath. The wind off Lake Charlevoix was loud as the laughter.
This summer I met up with four aging boys from my hometown of Marion. They were on a pilgrimage of sorts to visit their old coach. Wally Dietze was born in Boyne City, and is now retired there. From 1948 to 1961, when he left for Bay City, Wally Dietze was sports in Marion.
During the afternoon one thing was clear. These guys love their old coach. He guided them to shining moments in their lives. Sports and art can do this.
Don Glowicki is just as dear to Elk Rapids. He mentored hundreds of boys who are now men. While being interviewed by Elk Rapids students Erin Gologin, and football player Jeff Xaver, it was obvious the feeling is mutual. "I'm still in contact with many of my players," said Glowicki.
In 1947 Wally did his intern teaching and coaching in Elk Rapids. When the superintendent made him coach, he gave Wally the ball. The school had one ball. When Glowicki retired they had at least a couple dozen pigskins.
Wally Dietze The Wooden Leg
Morris Lee had his leg cut off
in a haying accident
by one of those sickle mowers
when he was three or four.
He had a wooden leg
and didn't have much lateral movement,
so I made him a tackle.
In football practice
I let him carry the ball.
You could hear that wooden leg
go clickety, clickety, click.
You'd better hurry up
and get ready to tackle him,
or fall down
before he ran over you.
In 1954 in the Harrison game
Morris broke his wooden leg
in the second quarter.
I had somebody take it down
to the hardware store,
probably the owner's brother.
He screwed a couple metal strips
up both sides.
When he brought the leg back,
the referees
wouldn't let Morris play
until those screws
and metal strips showing
were covered with tape.
Morris's brother always stood
on the sidelines
with a toolbox
during the games
in case shear pins, cords or screws
came loose.
-- Terry Wooten
Don Glowicki Glowicki Field
We came to Elk Rapids from Bay City
in the 1959-60 school year.
I had to look on a map
to find Elk Rapids.
Driving up Elk Lake Road
I saw a couple cherry farmers
planning strategy on their crops.
I stopped to get more directions,
and they pointed me up the road.
The town was nothing
like it is today.
Every other building was closed.
The middle school was the old high school.
It was ninety degrees when we pulled in.
The superintendent looked at me
and I looked at him.
I said, "What do you want
to know about me?
I'm here for an interview."
We talked for a few minutes
and he said, "I'll call you tomorrow morning.
I have another interview.
If you want the job
coaching all sports,
being athletic director,
and teaching…you can have it
for four thousand dollars a year.
I still have my first contract.
It was six man football
when I started coaching here.
I didn't know
what six man football was.
I took the chain markers
and stretched them out.
It was fifteen yards for a first down.
Wish I'd saved
some of those leather helmets.
You could squash the sides together.
Nose guards were unheard of.
I started eleven man football
in Elk Rapids.
We had to enlarge the field.
-- Terry Wooten
Don Glowicki Fearless Frankie
Elk Rapids had the ball.
Mancelona was on defense.
I told Fearless Frankie, "Get out there!"
"Ah, ah… what do I do?" (Laughs)
"Get out there
and play your position!
We're on offence!"
Both schools' colors
are black and orange.
Fearless Frankie ran out
and tapped a Mancelona guy
on the shoulder. (Laughs)
The Mancelona player looked at him
and ran off the field.
Fearless Frankie
got everything turned around.
I don't know which guy was funnier …Fearless Frankie,
or the guy from Mancelona
who ran off the field. (Laughs)
-- Terry Wooten
Poet Bard Terry Wooten has been performing and conducting writing workshops in schools for 27 years. He is the creator of Stone Circle. Learn more about him at www.terry-wooten.com.


