When you read about John Wooden’s father, you realize that lessons learned during childhood can reverberate far into the future.
By Dennis Rainey
One of my heroes growing up was John Wooden, the “Wizard of Westwood.” He won 10 national championships at UCLA and is considered the greatest basketball coach of all time.
I was delighted to have the opportunity to interview Coach Wooden a few years ago before his death for a series of broadcasts on FamilyLife Today. The only thing that betrayed his age was a cane that he used to balance himself. Everything else about him was sharp and steady. His daughter sat in on the taping of those broadcasts and said later it was one of her favorite interviews because my co-host and I didn’t just “talk to Daddy about basketball.”
Before I get to the essence of that interview, I have to tell you what happened at the end of our time together. Coach Wooden had a way of making you feel like he really liked you … at least that’s how I felt as we wrapped things up. He signed his book and handed it to me. Being a basketball player who played on scholarship at a small junior college team during the Wooden era, I smiled and handed it back to him and said to him, “Coach, you don’t know this about me but I still have the school record in high school when I scored 44 points. Why don’t you just write in the front of the book, ‘Dennis, you could’ve played for me at UCLA!’.” He got a sly grin on his face and took the book back.
I watched as he smiled and scratched out a few words and closed the cover. He looked up and handed me the book and said with an even bigger grin, “Dennis, I’m a man of integrity.”
After I thanked him and said goodbye I sneaked a peak at what Coach had written to me: “Thank you Dennis, Since I never initiated contact for an out-of-state player, why didn’t you contact me?
My interview with Coach Wooden remains one of my great favorites.
The story of Joshua Wooden
After Coach Wooden died in 2010 at the age of 99, a chorus of tributes arose from former players and writers. It’s hard to think of a sports figure more admired.
Few of the tributes mentioned Wooden’s father, Joshua Wooden, but that’s the story I’d like to tell. When you read about Joshua Wooden, you realize that lessons taught during childhood can reverberate far into the future.
Joshua raised four sons on a small Indiana farm in the early part of the twentieth century. Life on a farm was not easy in those days—there was no electricity or running water, and the family had to grow most of what they ate. To keep his boys warm on cold winter nights, Joshua would heat bricks on the family’s potbelly stove, wrap them in blankets, and place them at the foot of their beds.
From the beginning, Joshua knew he was not just raising boys but also building men. The boys could play, but only after they had done their chores for the day. You can imagine that on a farm with no electricity or running water, where the family grew most of what they ate, there was plenty of work for four growing boys to do!
Joshua was a strong man … “strong enough to bend a thick iron bar with his bare hands,” one of his sons wrote … but also gentle. Each night, by the light of a coal-oil lamp, he would read to his family from the Scriptures, and he also read classic books and poetry.
He believed in building character, and continually emphasized the importance of making right choices. Two of his favorite phrases that he taught his sons were: “Never lie, never cheat, and never steal” and, “Don’t whine, don’t complain, and don’t alibi.”
When his third son, John, graduated from eighth grade in his small country school, Joshua gave him a card and said, “Son, try to live up to this.” On one side was a verse that read:
Four things a man must learn to do If he would make his life more true: To think without confusion clearly, To love his fellow man sincerely, To act from honest motives purely, To trust in God and heaven securely.
On the other side was a seven-point creed that read:
Be true to yourself Help others Make friendship a fine art Drink deeply from good books Make each day your masterpiece Build a shelter against a rainy day Give thanks for your blessings and pray for guidance every day.
John kept that card in his wallet for decades until it fell apart. Eighty years after receiving it, he still knew the words by heart.
Joshua lost his farm during the Depression and wasn’t able to pay for his sons’ college education. Yet all four of them graduated from college with English degrees. Every son but John became a school administrator. John became a teacher of another sort: a basketball coach.
One of the reasons I would have liked playing for Coach Wooden was that he was more than a coach. He was a teacher of character. He built men, not just players. He was a friend and mentor to his players. He called them to step up.
He developed what he called the “Pyramid of Success,” which he taught his players every year. Looking at this pyramid today, with its building blocks of industriousness, enthusiasm, friendship, cooperation, loyalty, etc., you can’t help but realize that this is a man whose entire outlook on life came from the influence of his father.
John Wooden’s desire to influence others remained strong for another 35 years after he retired in 1975. Many of his former players called him regularly to seek his advice on everything from raising children to coaching to battling cancer.
One of those players, John Vallely, recently said, “The interesting thing about playing for Coach was not necessarily the championships, but what he taught us about living life was far more important. I just recall the importance of the Pyramid of Success and the characteristics. What he taught us were lifelong lessons. So much of what he was teaching really had a parable of how you live your life.”
Let me close with one more choice verse Joshua gave to John, this time when the John’s son was born in 1936:
A careful man I must be; A little fellow follows me. I know I dare not go astray; For fear he’ll go the self-same way. He thinks that I am good and fine; Believes in every word of mine. The base in me he must not see; This little chap who follows me. I must be careful as I go; Through summer sun and winter snow. Because I am building, for the years to be; This little chap who follows me.
I can picture the Wooden household on those cold Indiana nights, when Joshua would read from the Bible to his family. He had no idea what influence he would have far beyond his death—all he knew was that he was raising sons to become men.
What a father. What a son. What a legacy.
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