David Cordell
Was interested to read the comments about Coach Quisenberry. See note at the end of this letter.
April 25, 2007
Dear Mrs. Quisenberry,
I am writing because I found a newspaper clipping of Coach Quisenberry’s obituary while going through some of my mother’s papers after her recent death. Please accept my very belated respects. I am very sorry for your loss.
You probably don’t remember me, but your late husband was very important to me in my formative years. In the summer of 1965, I was in the process of transferring from St. Mark’s to Richardson. Coach Quisenberry was still at “Belt Line” at that time and ran a summer track and field program. I was thirteen years old, and I signed up for the program.
Some of my fondest memories of athletics are from that summer. When I look back at all the coaches I had, he was by far the most positive and supportive. In my experience, he was the only real model for what a coach should be. He helped me to push myself and strive to reach my potential, which extended far beyond athletic fields. Can there be any better reason for the existence of sports programs in schools?
I am certain that you and your children sacrificed greatly as Coach devoted so much of his time to the many athletes he coached. I’m certain that sometimes the very people who benefited most seemed terribly unappreciative. Please know, though, that he had a positive impact on a couple of generations of kids who went on to productive, albeit non-athletic, lives. I look back on him as one of the handful of people who have had a true influence on me. Thank you for sharing him.
Please pass along this letter to your children and grandchildren to express my appreciation and let them know how important a man he was. I will always regret not attending Coach’s funeral. I wish I had been able to show him the respect he deserved.
Warmest regards,
Mrs. Quisenberry called me a week after I sent this letter to say how much she appreciated it. She told me that she had read it many times and had shared it with her children and grandchildren. And she said that, yes, she certainly did remember me, which made me very happy even if it wasn't true. I think she died a couple of years after Coach Quis.
I sometimes share this letter with my students and require them to write a thank you note to someone (other than a relative or current professor or employer) who was influential in their lives. The letters have to be composed in Word and then hand-written. They can't say that the letter is part of an assignment. Many of the letters are very touching. One particular student told me that he received a call from the woman he thanked, and that, while crying, she told him it was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for her.

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