Or more specifically, about Bill Eadie, himself. In 1931, when Bill Eadie was going to Northwestern University, he tried to go out for the football team. Being too small and lightweight, he didn't make the squad, but because he had heart and loved the sport, the coach decided to let him hang around, as water boy, equipment manager and all-around go-fer. In his senior year, ill was made student manager of the team, a great honor to his way of thinking, but also a lot of hard work. During one of the last games of that season, he received a phone call at the athletic department. A well-known celebrity was in town and would love to see the game, a sell-out; was there any way that he could scare up a ticket? Well, Bill searched high and low and finally got the precious pasteboard. He took it to the hotel where the celebrity was staying. The man, a former war hero, was thankful for the opportunity to see the game and struck up a conversation with Bill. He asked he if he had any plans for his life after he finished school. Bill admitted that he really hadn't and was wondering what kind of career he should look into. The war hero told him that aviation might be just the ticket, what with many opportunities. Well, as we know, Bill did just that. He became a pilot, and when the war started, became a Navy aviator. And when he saved Rickenbacker and his companions, he was just paying back for some good advice. The war hero who advised him to get into aviation was:
Eddie Rickenbacker.
(Story courtesy of Bill Stern's Favorite Football stories)
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