The NBA wasn't a big deal at that time, so it wasn't really in my career plans.
Bob Brannum was my body guard on the court. He was 6'-6 and built like a bulldog.
My family was poor, my father drove a cab for a living, but we felt normal because everybody else was in the same boat.
The MVP award was very satisfying in terms of personal accomplishments, but the championship was the most important thing of all.
I won the city scoring championship as a senior.
It also didn't take me long to decide that Tri-Cities wasn't for me, and that I wasn't going to go there to play basketball.