This thread and its opportunity to reminisce has been a wonderful Christmas present.
Kevin- That was a really funny night... AFTERWORDS! Jerry referred to it many times later on.
Cliff- So great to see you! The swamp leaves a lot of great stories in its "wake," doesn't it? Wish I had the chance to meet you there again.
Billy- Jerry's humility is one of many traits that made him a such a notably special guy. He realized what he was was beginning to mean to the traditional archery community, and I guess was even pleased to know he was making a difference, but never tried to "pull rank" on anyone because of his notoriety (the good kind!). This leads to story #1:
I had the opportunity to accompany Jerry to the PBS banquet in Seattle in 1998. It was fun to see the respect he had... the "wake" that seemed to open in front of him... and the number of people who hoped to get a minute of his time and say something profound (most didn't!). All the while, he was just Jerry, and acted more like this farm boy's coffee drinking buddy than a legend.
The Choctaw that was auctioned that night was yet another masterpiece. I sat beside him as the bidding started really slowly. I'm sure he wanted his labor of love to do well for the organization, but didn't show much concern as it stalled at only a couple hundred dollars, briefly. Finally, people began to get serious, and when the price reached $800, Jerry smiled and nodded- satisfied, I guess, that it had done well enough to provide what he had hoped.
Then, FINALLY, the bidding began in earnest. Up until now, the stage had just been getting set!
The bid went past $1,000, and Jerry smiled in quiet amazement. Who would give that for a bow? It went past $1,500, and he shook his head. At $1,800, his smile faded, and I wonder if he was concerned someone had gone daft!
As the bid passed $2,000, I noticed that Jerry was getting shorter and shorter as he began to sink down in his chair. As the price continued to rise, I sat there wondering if he planned to disappear beneath the table!
The winning bid was $2,450, I believe... by far the most any of his donations had brought to date (though not as much as they later would!). Gentleman Jerry, humble and truly unassuming, was shocked and embarrassed that anyone would pay that much "for a silly bow." I know he was pleased that people had cared, and that he had made a difference, but it was fun to watch him blush!
That's the man we loved.