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L.A. in Wooden's words

125 YEARS | THE COACH

March 30, 2006|Sam Farmer | Times Staff Writer

A couple of years ago, I spoke at an event for Costco, where one of my former players, Swen Nater, is an executive. Swen is also a poet, and a beautiful person inside and out. Someone asked me, "Coach, are you afraid of death?" It was quite a question to ask a 93-year-old man.

I said I'm not afraid of it. I'm not going to intentionally try to hurry it up. But I've been blessed with a wonderful place to live, where in an hour or two I can be at the ocean, in the mountains, in the desert. I can be at any sort of sporting event, a play, a movie. My family, my children, my grandchildren, my great-grandchildren are all within an hour or two of me. I've really been blessed. And I said, "Out yonder, I'll be with Nellie again." That's all I said.

So a couple days later I got a poem from Swen called "Yonder," and it refers to my wife, whom I lost in 1985. It reads:

\o7Once I was afraid of dying,

Terrified of ever lying,

Petrified of leaving family, home and friends.

Thoughts of absence from my dear ones

Brought a melancholy tear once,

And a dreadful, dreadful fear of when life ends.

But those days are long behind me,

Fear of leaving does not bind me,

And departure does not hold a single care.

Peace does comfort as I ponder

A reunion in the yonder

With my dearest one who's waiting for me there.

\f7

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