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Skip Prosser (1950 - 2007)

If you know anything about my family, then you know that Wake Forest athletics is a big deal to us. My Father especially follows the Deacs with unrivaled passion. Thus, we all follow the Deacs. So yesterday was a sad one - as the news of Skip Prosser's (WFU's Basketball coach) death came to me in a phone call from my Dad. Though it had yet to be announced publicly, he already knew about it because a neighbor had a friend who worked at the hospital. The neighbor had walked over to my parent's house to tell him the bad news in person. He knew it would mean a lot to my Dad. And so, Dad called us. Wake is small, but it represents the city of Winston-Salem. I am from Winston-Salem, and my cheering for the Deacs keeps my connection to that place vibrant. Coach Prosser will be missed. I hope that my Dad is okay.

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Anonymous said…
I'm just catching up on the blog. This one made me cry because of the last sentence. That day, Dad was on the phone with you at the same time Mom was on the phone with me. Out of concern for US, Dad wanted to make sure we got the news from him instead of seeing it on the news. We, on the other hand, had an unspoken concern for him. I shed tears that day for Coach, WFU and our Dad. "I hope my Dad is okay". I still hope he is.
Love you,
M
August 31, 2007 at 7:24 PM
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