Lunch with Mary Lou
In 1984, I was six years old. My family did not have a color TV (no I didn’t grow up in a cave, but I did grow up on a farm) so we went to a friend’s house to watch the Olympics in color. I don’t remember much about those games, but I do remember watching Mary Lou in her red, white, and blue uniform perform an amazing vault to win the gold medal. It was one of the all time greatest performances by a US Olympic athlete and Mary Lou immediately became a national hero.
When I met Mary Lou yesterday, I the first thing that struck me is that she is really short. I guess my perspective has changed now that I am 6ft tall and almost 30. She looked a lot taller when I was six. She also was incredibly gracious, congratulating me on my Pan Am win and qualifying for the 2008 Olympics. Her manager was very nice as well.
Under the watchful eye of several news cameras, I told Mary Lou about watching her in that famous American flag uniform. She laughed and said they actually thought the uniforms were a bit gaudy. I guess some things never change. There have been several times when I have been subject to team uniforms designed by people who clearly think the gaudier the better. It’s great to wear a patriotic and distinctive competition outfit, but sometimes it looks like the designer put a flag in a blender and out popped the uniform. Fortunately, the uniform designers for the last few Olympics have developed incredibly sheik uniforms for the athletes and I anticipate that we will have great uniforms in Beijing.
It’s always a great opportunity to meet someone you looked up to as a kid, but it’s especially inspirational when they live up to your idealistic image you had of them. Mary Lou is still the American hero that she was in 1984 and I felt privileged to meet her yesterday.