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On days when I did not have to teach, I would sometimes stop by in the morning and stay for an hour or two. We would talk about every subject under the sun, and on rare occasions I could even get him to talk for a few minutes about football.

Some days I would find a current player in John’s office, other days a former player, and some days a potential future player, a recruit. Or perhaps I would find another coach, a member of the campus’s monastery, or an employee of the university. But the dynamics never changed. John asked the questions, and his guest did the talking.

But when John did talk, he made you laugh with his seemingly endless array of one-liners. Once, when he was in his early eighties, he said earnestly, as if to confide in me, “Warren, I have decided I have reached the point where I can only coach for one or two more …decades.”

Of all the days I spent in his office, there is one I will never forget. As I walked down the hallway, I heard voices coming from his office. I was intrigued to see with whom he was holding court that day. As I drew closer, I heard something unexpected: a female voice. That didn’t happen very often.