By Mike Bossy - July 21, 2016
I was in grade 4 when I started playing basketball. It was a youth basketball league and we played at both public and catholic schools every weekend through the winter. What fun! I couldn’t get enough of it. During the week, I looked forward to the clinics and games. I was wishing my life away, waiting for the weekend. Now I still get goose bumps thinking about that period of my life.
I was fortunate enough to have Harry Wade, who recently passed away, as one of my coaches. Harry played for Western University and for the 1952 Canadian Olympic basketball team. This team went to the Olympics in Helsinki and was made up primarily of players from my hometown of Tillsonburg. (For more information, click the link. The piece is called “When Tillsonburg Took on the World.”) I couldn’t get enough of his coaching and his stories. These stories were an inspiration in my life. Along with my parents and some amazing school teachers, Harry helped me develop a sense of perseverance and determination that has served me well in my life. I owe him a debt of gratitude. Harry will be sorely missed because he was a class act.
The respect reversal occurred when I started to do Harry’s tax work. Awesome.
P.S. Find yourself mentors. You never know where they will show up and how they will impact your life