Mr. Gooden was truly a genuine great man.
As I reminisce, I have always thought in some sort of way he probably saved me from making the mistake of my life when I was thinking about giving up on school.
In 1976 I was a perfect know-it-all teenager and thought the world was here every bit to cater to me.
I remember telling Mr. Gooden – “I Quit!”
As I was getting ready to walk out the door… he said calmly… since you quit and now you really have nothing to do today, then you got time to sit and talk awhile. Short story is... I decided it was better to just suck it up and behave.
I believe that, at that time, had he not cared and said something, I would have kept on walking.
Yes, I was a receiver on his back swing as well and honestly, I still believe I deserved every bit of what I got.
R.I.P. Mr. Gooden