Great story. Thanks for sharing.:hi:I spent just a little bit of time around A.W. back about 40+ years ago. He was a friend of a friend. I saw him play at U.T. a few times when I was in high school, and my brother was at U.T.
My friend called him by his real name Arvis. His middle name was Watsell ( not positive of the spelling). Now you know why he went by A.W., instead of Arvis Watsell. I met his mother and father once, and it was easy to see where he got his height. They were both quite tall.
I helped my friend, Johnny Griffin, now deceased, and Popeye Tate, move A.W.into the upstairs of a home in North Knoxville (if my memory is correct) just after A.W. got married back when I was at U.T. My memory is that he had just got married, but I'm not 100% positive. At least I remember that we all drank beer, and carried furniture upstairs somewhere.
We all laughed until we cried watching A.W. drive a pickup truck with the 4 of us all in the front. A.W. must have worn about a 40 inch sleeve, and he couldn't turn the manual steering in the car without beating up the guy next to him with his elbows. I do remember that A.W. was a fun loving guy back in those days. I moved away after that, and my friend died, and I never did see A.W. again after the move. R.I.P. Arvis.
I remembered a couple more things about the night of the move that were funny. A.W. and the other 2 guys played on a softball team together, and had come from a game that night. They were still in uniform, sweaty, and covered with red clay.I spent just a little bit of time around A.W. back about 40+ years ago. He was a friend of a friend. I saw him play at U.T. a few times when I was in high school, and my brother was at U.T.
My friend called him by his real name Arvis. His middle name was Watsell ( not positive of the spelling). Now you know why he went by A.W., instead of Arvis Watsell. I met his mother and father once, and it was easy to see where he got his height. They were both quite tall.
I helped my friend, Johnny Griffin, now deceased, and Popeye Tate, move A.W.into the upstairs of a home in North Knoxville (if my memory is correct) just after A.W. got married back when I was at U.T. My memory is that he had just got married, but I'm not 100% positive. At least I remember that we all drank beer, and carried furniture upstairs somewhere.
We all laughed until we cried watching A.W. drive a pickup truck with the 4 of us all in the front. A.W. must have worn about a 40 inch sleeve, and he couldn't turn the manual steering in the truck without beating up the guy next to him with his elbows. I do remember that A.W. was a fun loving guy back in those days. I moved away after that, and my friend died, and I never did see A.W. again after the move. R.I.P. Arvis.