Today is Beavermobile's Birthday - Post your favorite story
Jun 22, 2017 10:11:30 GMT -8
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Post by mbabeav on Jun 22, 2017 10:11:30 GMT -8
Dam, I miss that guy so much - I'll start off:
I'd just really only started meeting you all in the prior year, finding Beaver Blitz et al and the smokers, so I didn't know people in the group that well, and especially Richard except by story and his larger than life OSU fan persona.
I wasn't able to go to the Fiesta Bowl, but the next year I decided to plan ahead and scheduled in a trip for our next bowl game. So I ended up able to squeeze in the Insight Bowl (even though it was peak retail season and I had to make it a fast trip). My plan was to fly in the day before, stay the night and then fly out after the game. The flight home was due to leave at about 6am, so I figured I would party with everyone after the game, and nap for a few hours at the airport before my flight. Between the calculated 2am end of the victory (um, well) celebration, and the 4am check-in, I didn't think it was worth it to keep my room.
It made perfect sense to me, but as I was wondering around outside the BOB before the game, amongst 40,000 people, filtering in and out of all the parties (Those Pittsburgh fans really knew how to party!), suddenly an arm slipped around my shoulder and it was Beavermobile. Before I could say anything, he told me that he would pay for my room for the second night, regardless of how long I was going to need it, that he didn't think I ought to spend any more time at the airport than I had to. Chance encounter perhaps, but he had obviously planned this out when we next saw each other, I am sure of it.
It was one of the most thoughtful gestures anyone has ever offered me, and it took quite a bit of explaining that it was not a fiscal matter, but just the way we storm chasers rolled - I was used to late nights and early flights and airport gate seats - before he would accept my plans and that I had things set up the way that worked best for me. Still, I will never forget it, and he was always in my thoughts and prayers during his battles with illness and circumstance.
What a great guy.
I'd just really only started meeting you all in the prior year, finding Beaver Blitz et al and the smokers, so I didn't know people in the group that well, and especially Richard except by story and his larger than life OSU fan persona.
I wasn't able to go to the Fiesta Bowl, but the next year I decided to plan ahead and scheduled in a trip for our next bowl game. So I ended up able to squeeze in the Insight Bowl (even though it was peak retail season and I had to make it a fast trip). My plan was to fly in the day before, stay the night and then fly out after the game. The flight home was due to leave at about 6am, so I figured I would party with everyone after the game, and nap for a few hours at the airport before my flight. Between the calculated 2am end of the victory (um, well) celebration, and the 4am check-in, I didn't think it was worth it to keep my room.
It made perfect sense to me, but as I was wondering around outside the BOB before the game, amongst 40,000 people, filtering in and out of all the parties (Those Pittsburgh fans really knew how to party!), suddenly an arm slipped around my shoulder and it was Beavermobile. Before I could say anything, he told me that he would pay for my room for the second night, regardless of how long I was going to need it, that he didn't think I ought to spend any more time at the airport than I had to. Chance encounter perhaps, but he had obviously planned this out when we next saw each other, I am sure of it.
It was one of the most thoughtful gestures anyone has ever offered me, and it took quite a bit of explaining that it was not a fiscal matter, but just the way we storm chasers rolled - I was used to late nights and early flights and airport gate seats - before he would accept my plans and that I had things set up the way that worked best for me. Still, I will never forget it, and he was always in my thoughts and prayers during his battles with illness and circumstance.
What a great guy.
