NSU Admin

My high school team attended a camp put on by Coach Meyer and staff in the summer of 2000, at Northern State. A family member was going to stop over during one of the sessions and watch. On the way, my family member became lost while walking around the campus trying to find the building we were located in.

My family member later told me someone walked up to him and said “Sir, are you looking for a building?”, to which he explained he was looking for the building the campers were in. The person told him which building we were in and then gave him a ride to the building. I asked my family member to describe the person; after he described the person, I told him that was Coach Meyer.

The fact that Coach Meyer was willing to help a stranger by not only pointing him in the right direction but by also giving him a ride in his personal vehicle is really a strong testament to the great person Coach Meyer was both on and off the court!

-Michael Kurle

I was lucky enough to know Coach from 1988 when I started working his camps. I still do so many of his drills, in bounds plays, etc. I was also honored to have two of my high school players sign and graduate from Lipscomb. (I still love to brag that Rico and Thomas played for Coach Meyer.)

My favorite time at camp was 1994, when my nine-year-old son went to his first camp. I didn’t have much money so I asked Coach if we could stay in an empty dorm room together. No way. The next thing I know we are at his house for the week. His wife cooked for us, washed our sweaty clothes at night, and made my son a birthday cake on his ninth birthday.

Great memories. Thanks Coach and Mrs. Meyer.

–Coach Bill Deegan 

Coach Meyer was working a clinic, and during his talk a lot of coaches were very rude and no attention was given him. They did not realize what they were missing.

I had decided I was going to learn as much as possible, so I at a later date ordered his tapes.

When Coach finished and I was leaving, he called me over and thanked me for paying attention to him. This act left a lasting impression on me.

-Kirk Maharry

He was a great coach, and his birthday’s tomorrow, so happy birthday, Coach.

– John Black (submitted Dec. 15, 2015)

This past season was the first season in over fifteen years that I have not had Coach Meyer to bounce ideas off and ask questions. He could say more in two lines of typing on a text than anyone I know. He would always help me and always had time for a question.

There were many times this past season that I wanted to talk to him and ask him about certain things, but I could not. We dedicated our season to Coach Meyer and played in his honor. I think above everything our team played sound, solid, and simple, and were a great testimony to what Coach Meyer has given this game.

I will continue to miss coach the rest of my life, and I one day hope that when my time is over here that I will sit with Jesus  in a beautiful ball park in Heaven and watch Coach Meyer go 9 innings on the mound. Maybe afterward Coach and I can sit and talk and I will tell him about our teams playing the “Meyer Way.”

– Todd O’Neal 

I first met Coach Meyer as a shy, awkward nine-year-old girl at one of David Lipscomb University’s summer camps. I came to camp with very little self-confidence, low self-esteem, and often wondered if my presence in this world made any sort of difference. It did not take long for Coach Meyer to not only get my attention (he demanded it), but also made me recognize the value of myself on and off the court. A man I had only known for a week believed in ME! I continued to attend summer camp as long as I could and played basketball from junior high through high school. While I didn’t earn an athletic scholarship, I continued to participate in intramural sports as I worked toward my degree in special education. Twenty-three years later, I have a Masters of Arts in Education, summa cum laude, and currently a member of a leadership academy that prepares you for the role of an administrator. I am also presenting a power point tonight that coincides with our book study. The title of the chapter is How Do You Earn Trust? Can you guess who I quoted more than once throughout the slide show? My life is better having known Don Meyer.

God bless,

– Emily Parker

I first learned about Coach Don Meyer when I saw his acceptance speech for the Jim Valvano ESPY award he received. I watched it and it brought both tears and laughter to me. I was riveted to him and his every word. I grew up in the Bronx, New York, and was an underachieving athlete as a kid. My son played a lot of basketball in his life, from the time he was 10, all the way through high school and college. I understand the importance of coaches, and the fact that basketball is not really about basketball. The lessons can be profound and life lasting. Leaders like Coach Meyer are rare; great teachers are rare. I am an artist and a Professor of Art in New York City. I played that acceptance speech to many of my classes over the years because I know it contains important lessons. Watching Coach Meyer never fails to inspire me and bring tears to my eyes. I emailed Coach Meyer a couple of times, thanking him and wishing him good health, and he responded extremely quickly with gratitude and humility. Coach Meyer, thank you for teaching us all, inspiring us all and, most importantly, leading us by your extraordinary example. Enjoy your time in heaven.

– Glenn Goldberg

I remember Coach Meyer more for a teacher than a coach because that’s where I got most interaction with him. I was taking a class on Theory of Coaching Basketball in the fall semester of 2004. This was before the accident and record-breaking wins. I still realized I was in the presence of a great man – an inspirational leader. One of his rules was to take notes. I took as many notes as possible, not because it was his rule but simply because I wanted to absorb as much knowledge as possible during his class. He didn’t teach much about basketball even though that was the theme of the class but taught more about how to be a good coach and servant leader.

One very distinct memory was in the middle of his lecture he took out a Bible and said that he wanted to share one of his favorite verses with us. He said, “I realize this is a public state university and not a small private Christian college, but if they fire me for sharing a Bible verse with students, then I’m in the wrong place anyway.” Of course, no one complained or objected to this reading and it became one of my favorite Bible verses. He was lecturing on worrying about things you cannot control and read Matthew 6:24-27: “Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?” He was telling us not to worry and to have faith in everything that was happening. I will forever remember him as a teacher and a man that did things his way, not because he was stubborn, but because he knew it was the right way.

– Derek

I will never forget the day Don Meyer walked into the nursery at Woodmont Hills church where several women were attending to a group of babies during church services. He came in and sat down in one of the rockers, without saying a word, just a nod to us ladies. We had babies in cribs, toddlers and crawlers. The babies almost immediately started toward Mr. Meyer. He was like a magnet to these babies. He picked up the ones that he could hold on his lap and the others clung to his legs. He caressed and patted each one of them and they played around his feet the remainder of the time.

This has been a long time ago, but I was so taken by this that I have never forgotten how I felt. I knew then that Mr. Meyer was a man of GOD. AND, so did these little babies who had no sin and had just come from GOD. THEY RECOGNIZED THE GOODNESS IN THIS MAN LIKE NO ONE ELSE COULD.

Carmen and family, my sincere condolences go out to you all. God be with you.

– Carolyn Morris, Woodmont Hills member

When my friend Paul told us about Coach Meyer’s story, we were so excited to interview him, but we were not sure if he would grant us an opportunity to do this. On getting to South Dakota, we could see Coach Meyer’s humbleness when some high school students were also present to interview him, too. As the kids were struggling to get their words out because they were nervous, he looked at me (as I was preparing to put a final push on my interview script) and said with a smile, “Hey Hope! They think this is a cake walk, huh.” I smiled back, but little did he know that I was also nervous and holding my interview papers tight not letting them fall down (smile).

I’ll never trade back the moments that I had with him. He was one of the wisest and funniest to be around and his knowledge of basketball was impeccable. Coach Meyer was so awesome and God used him to do great things!

– Hope Segun, One Hour With Hope Show

As we come to the end of the school year it is bittersweet for me personally. My coach, my mentor, one of my leaders, and my friend, Coach Don Meyer, passed a week ago. I have been going through some old notes and ideas and want to share them with you. I hope you enjoy these thoughts, conversations, and ideas that have been inspired by Coach Don Meyer.

– Do all the good you can, by all the means you can, in all the ways you can, in all the places you can, at all the times you can, to all the people you can, as long as you ever can.

– Be the true man you seek.

– The real purpose of our existence is not to make a living, but to make a life – a worthy, well-rounded, useful, God glorifying life.

Read More

Although I didn’t know Coach Meyer well, the few times I had the privilege to visit with him he left a very lasting impression. A couple years ago we were traveling with some friends to Knoxville to attend a Lady Vols game. We were at the Minneapolis airport waiting for our plane when Coach Meyer and his wife, Carmen, came to board the same plane. I went over to him and told him what we were doing and he said how would you like a locker room tour? Next thing I knew he was on the phone with Coach Dean Lockwood making plans for us to meet after the game. We received an unbelievable tour, got to meet some players and even got to see Coach Summitt’s office. Thanks to Coach Meyer, he made the trip one we will never forget.

– Lynn Anderson

The first coaching videos I bought were Coach Meyers. One of the videos was broke so I called a number off the handouts that came with the videos. I did not expect my call to be answered by his Mom. In the background I could hear a lawnmower running as she hollered for him. He came to the phone and took care of my concern. I remember thinking here is a D1 coach who undoubtedly could have others taking care of my problem and the grass cutting, but is doing it himself.  Humility & hardwork…the first  lessons of a young and aspiring coach….thank you Coach Meyer…so grateful for his contributions. Thoughts and prayers are with his family and friends.

Jerry Blazick

I had the honor of attending many of Coach Meyer’s clinics. This story is about a clinic at Taylor University.  Coach was going through the Zone Offense action, “Loop – Skip”.  We are all novice coaches compared to Coach Meyer, so I kind of got lost when he was explaining it.  He always was so willing to share and communicate with Coaches at all levels, so I emailed him.  I asked him to email, mail, or fax me “Loop-Skip”. 

A few minutes later a HAND WRITTEN fax came to me at school.  WOW !!!  Don Meyer just wrote out “Loop Skip” for me !!!!

Thanks Coach Meyer for all you have done for all of us.  Basketball just won’t be the same without you.  We will miss you.

Matt Weikert

Carmen and Don were always very generous to invite my husband, Coop, and me to go with them on various trips when Don was speaking or otherwise engaged in various activities. Once we had tagged along to Cincinnati (I think because Don had gotten some passes to a Cincinnati Reds game from one of their coaches whom he had befriended).

We were leaving the stadium after the game and were just outside the team locker room with Carmen, Don, and his coaching friend, when we heard a crowd from behind a fenced-off area yelling “Hey, Coach, can we get your autograph?” We just sort of ignored the crowd and walked on. My thought was: “Aren’t we special to be walking with this baseball coach.” Then we heard call again: “Hey, Coach Meyer, can we get your autograph?” That was when I felt VERY special to be Don’s friend!

Frances Cooper

Our daughter has not forgotten the time that a top basketball coach made sure that she had a piece of cake at a past reception where he was in attendance–she was about 10 at the time. Our son has not forgotten the time that a top basketball coach took time out of his busy schedule to make sure that he got to the right place in a crowded Barnett Center–and he was about 10 at the time.

Those small and caring acts to “insignificant” people, along with his big and caring acts, touched more people than he or his family knows. We were so pleased to hear the speakers and music today at the Memorial to Coach Meyer at Barnett Center–what an impact he made, and what a testament to his good heart and good works both personally and professionally.

Jeffrey and Deborah Jay

My first week of student coaching for NSU’s Men’s basketball team started the same year of coach’s car accident. Saying that things around the Barnett Center were hectic would be an understatement. The whole year flew by with tons of memories, but one in particular stands out to me more than the rest.

Being one of the new guys on the team, not a lot of people knew my name. I had been introduced to the team probably once or twice and things went as normal for a couple of days until one particular practice. We were running full court drills, so people were running around and yelling back and forth. Everyone’s attention on the players on the court. Suddenly coach started yelling across court, but no one was responding to what he was saying since he was the only one on that side, and we really couldn’t hear him. The rest of us continued on, but as we did the yelling grew louder and people started to notice that he was yelling, “JOSH!” repeatedly over at the portion of the team that was off court including the other coaches, student coaches and me. As the yelling became louder and louder, players stopped playing on the court and people started to look around for this Josh guy that no one seemed to know. Being new to the team I probably had a handful of players’ names down, so I didn’t have a clue as to who this Josh guy was and why he wasn’t answering Don Meyer. Eventually as Meyer continued to exclaim and point across court people started to move away and that finger ended up right at me. I looked behind me to find no one. As that happened a player ran across to him and whispered in his ear, “Coach, his name is Andy… not Josh” In disbelief of what he had done, he put his head down with his hands on his face. At this point I thought, “oh boy, what have I done!” and I’m sure the rest of the team felt about the same way. Suddenly though he started to smile and that turned into laughing which caused quite an uproar of laughter throughout the gym as he apologized for the confusion.

To this day, players and coaches call me by Josh, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. In fact I have a picture of coach and I signed to Josh. It showed the lighter side of coach and definitely loosened the tension at practice. And that’s one moment that I’ll never forget about one of the greatest men that I have ever met.

Thanks, Coach Meyer, I appreciate everything you have done for me.

– Andy (Josh) Hansen

I just want to say I never thought I ‘d go to many games at Northern because after high school I just lost interest in college sports. But when he started breaking records I was hooked!! I have t-shirts, books and a cardboard cut-out on my wall!! I used to have to laugh at it because of where he autographed it, right by his nostril. Now since he passed away I almost cry when I look at it!! We’ll miss you coach!! Hope God has a team in heaven that you can coach or mentor!!

When he was a coach and a spectator of the game, he stood at attention towards the flag with his hand over his heart!!

– Nolan Geffre

I’ve hesitated to share my personal Coach Meyer story because I did not want those who did not know him to construe his initial remarks to me as inappropriate or politically incorrect, but here goes. As secretary for the student body at Lipscomb University (David Lipscomb College at the time), I would on occasion make some kind of announcement in our daily Chapel gatherings. I have a form of muscular dystrophy and stairs were a challenge, especially in the days before ADA regulations made for more accessibility. I depended heavily on handrails and would go one step at a time, but always kept going.

I had met Coach briefly on occasions, but never had the opportunity to really know him as many did. One particular chapel I was going up the steps behind the stage. Coach was doing the devo that morning and was waiting behind as I was going up. He asked very candidly as I was managing my choreographed routine to get up the steps, “Hey, I’ve never asked you before…why are you gimpy?” It never bothered me when people would ask. Really, I preferred it instead of them wondering. I spat out my mantra like I had done so many times, “It’s a form of muscular dystrophy. God just made my legs a little weaker than yours.” By then, I was up the last step, laughed while looking at his legs and finished saying, “Well, a lot weaker than yours.” He quickly responded, “Eagles don’t fly with their legs, remember that…I believe you will soar!” It was a moment he probably never thought of again and I will never forget. I was just one blip on his radar screen of constant encouragement and inspiration.

Take a few minutes to watch this video…he truly was a blessing to so many. Great game, Coach! You played life well!

– Ginger Johnson Broslat

My late husband, Wesley Arlin Brown, a former basketball coach, and I had the privilege of knowing Don and Carmen. I well remember Don and Arlin discussing basketball in our living room while Carmen and I tried to interrupt them to come to the table to eat. I wish I had recorded the discussions they enjoyed. Carmen came from a great family, Bob and Mae McCune, and she was a wonderful understanding wife for a coach. We admired them for their faith and dedication they shared with so many. Great memories!

– Jackie Brown Benham

As I am travelling from Savannah, GA to Aberdeen, SD this weekend to honor my friend and mentor, Don Meyer, I have many thoughts running through my head. I hope these stories help inspire you on your spiritual journey through this life. Thanks for reading.

The two men that had the greatest influence in my life are both in Heaven now. Neither guy met each other during this life, but I have to believe they have met in Heaven. I learned so many lessons from each. They were so similar in the way they lived and their approach to life. Over the next few paragraphs I’ll explain the lessons I learned from each and how they affected my life.

Both were strong disciplinarians and expected the absolute best from you every day because that is the way they lived. Coach and Dad were the hardest workers that I have ever been around. They both went in early and stayed late. Both gave of themselves for the better of the whole.

Read More

Coach Meyer started at Lipscomb my first year when I was the trainer for his team. He always inserted humor in life with surprise acts.

Most importantly he always went the extra mile. I recall a night when he called several of the team and we met a person at a local Krystal to talk about a problem. On another occasion he helped my wife to get to work at St. Thomas hospital in the middle of a snowstorm. He always excelled in the “little things” to build success in the big picture. He was a mentor and friend.

– Aaron Trenary

I knew Don Meyer before he was the well-known Don Meyer. We shared the basement (along with four other guys) of a house located close to the Greeley campus from 1964-67. I was a kid from Wheatridge HS Co. state basketball champs in 63. Don was a strapping, broad shouldered farm boy from Wayne Nb. He was a baseball/basketball star. We formed a close friendship playing on the freshman basketball team. I believe our coach was from Prairie View A&M, a gentleman named Moore. (not sure)   I used to tease Don about his lack of speed. I used to say he couldn’t guard a refrigerator because he ran too long in one place. He had to hurry to keep up with his shadow. His fastball was 75mph and his change-up was 74mph.   He wasn’t physically gifted but his mind was always working overtime. He would “beat” you his way–never quit—work hard—play smart. It appears he never changed.

Read More

There are several vital ingredients that we will have to have in order to be Champions. The Patriot Way is a journey to becoming the best possible player and person that you can become. This journey is not an easy one and is filled with turns and pot holes along the way. Like any journey that is worthwhile, it takes time, faith, and high expectations.

The first component of the Patriot Way is hard work. There is no substitute for it. If we look for shortcuts, we will only give the minimum effort. Shortcuts do not fully develop our talents and lead to mediocrity. The Bible says “Good planning and hard work lead to prosperity, but hasty shortcuts lead to poverty.” Proverbs 21:5 The second aspect of The Patriot Way is enthusiasm. Nothing great was ever achieved without great enthusiasm. Enthusiasm enables us to push as hard as we need to push for as long as we need to push to achieve our best. If you are not fired up with enthusiasm, you will be fired with enthusiasm. Enthusiasm is contagious, but so is apathy.

In Romans 12:11, it says “Never be lazy in your work, but serve the Lord enthusiastically. “ In order to be enthusiastic you must truly enjoy what you are doing.

Read More

Coach Meyer spoke at our annual banquet kicking off the start of our NJCAA Baseball World Series. While his reputation preceded him, we had a number of fans asking how can a basketball coach talk about baseball. Well Coach did his thing, his love of the game of baseball and the student athlete was evident as he gave one of the most memorable speeches to our audience in the history of our banquet. Coach Meyer impacted this community and we all will remember his love for Western Colorado. Keep swinging!

– Jamie Hamilton

I feel like everything Coach ever said was about others. It was never about him. That is how he taught and coached and led. I was around him a lot during my growing up years and he taught everywhere he went, even to me, just a little girl in braids hanging around the gym. I was an official McQuiddy Gym Rat and was at countless games at home and on the road. I remember his coaching scowl, his smile (off the sidelines), his laugh, his dry jokes (“Four Corners”), his emotion on the sidelines, his love for all of his players regardless of “status” on the team, and most of all his life lessons. If your job was to encourage from the bench, he praised you for it; it was just as important of a job as being on the court. He was hard and wanted your best from you because God gave His best for us. From making us do crazy things at basketball camp in order to show loyalty to our coach, to the blue Bison Basketball notebooks, to the stories and notes on yellow, blue and green card-stock that he handed out all the time, to Arete and Attitude being painted on the locker room walls, to his lessons about picking up trash and always taking notes, his words are ingrained in me even today. I will never be able to pass trash on the sidewalk and not pick it up. He made the world a better place and left it better than he found it. He allowed God to use him thoroughly, and there is no greater life and testament to God. He used his talents and the platform he was given ALL for God, not himself. We love and miss you, Coach.

Carmen and family, You are in my thoughts and prayers. I know this journey has never been easy but the blessings you have found through it have been an inspiration to so many. May these stories be a living legacy to what a wonderful man he was and how he so thoroughly lived his life for God.

Thank you and we love you,

Nanci Carrigan Carter, AKA “Ropehead”

I played baseball at Lipscomb 1992-1995. My first two years were a wreck, i.e. lousy batting averages and lots of errors as a SS and 3B. Coach Dugan moves me to OF for last two years which ended up being better for the team and I did much better personally (better batting averages, run production, defense, etc.). Even during the tough first two years, Coach Meyer encouraged me occasionally, told me to keep chopping wood. Most people know Coach Meyer was a fine college baseball player and kept an interest in the game.

We were a little short on pitching my junior year and Coach Dugan used me as a spot starter to help the team. Early in the season I pitched a one-hit shutout against a northern team who hadn’t even practiced outside yet. After the game, I’m in the bathroom in the hallway right outside the training room and Coach Meyer walks in. I knew he had seen the game that day because he was one of about 8 fans in the stands. I’m thinking Coach Meyer is gonna say something encouraging about the game, right? So we’re standing at the urinals and he says to me very directly, “Skelton, I didn’t know you could pitch.” I say, “yes sir, I pitched some in high school.” And then Coach Meyer asks, “Does Coach Dugan still have you guys put the net out in front of home plate during batting practice to protect the grass?” Totally random, right? I say “yes sir, he does.” Coach Meyer says, “That’s smart. Dugan knows what he’s doing.” And then he zips up and walks out. End of conversation.

Read More

My first time meeting Coach Meyer was at the East Tennessee High School Coaching Clinic at Oak Ridge High School in 2006. I remember leaving with about 10 pages of notes on basketball and life lessons. After the clinic, I went up and introduced myself to Coach and was so impressed by how personal he was with me. I was surprised that he knew me from my playing days at Belmont. He asked what the best thing Coach Byrd did as a coach and the biggest weakness he had as a coach. And he asked about how my dad was doing. My dad had bought the majority of his basketball tapes and had spoken to him once or twice before. He was learning about me the entire time we spoke. And every time I met him after that, he would always talk about something personal about me and ask about my dad. I have made it a point in my life to really get to know people on a personal level as Coach Meyer did with me.

– Steve Drabyn

It was just a few days after my father passed away in November 2007 that Don was scheduled to speak at the Aberdeen Lions Club. We were always anxious to learn how the basketball team was developing. Coach Meyer was a master at not disclosing too many team secrets! His speech concentrated on life lessons and jokes that targeted coaches, especially Ole and Fred. That day was special to my brother, Brian, and me. Brian displayed a walnut and asked if Coach had his nut with him and the significance of why he carried it? Coach revisited a simple life lesson. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the walnut which was well polished from being carried around for years. The lesson was plainly stated.   “Life was tough and that there will be days when you have to be tough as a nut. Therefore, I carry this to remind me of that.”   My brother had cloned Coach Meyer’s words at my father’s funeral a few days earlier and passed out a walnut to everyone who attended the service. Coach Meyer closed our meeting with his great sense of humor by saying “My nut is bigger than yours!”

– Ward Schumacher

I first encountered Coach Meyer as a Lipscomb student, decades ago. Not only was a he a great teacher — interesting, witty, funny — it quickly became apparent that he walked the walk. I followed his coaching career, and as the years passed, and I became a wife and mother of sons, we sent our sons to Coach Meyer’s basketball camps every year. Our boys loved these camps, and came home each year with notebooks. In those notebooks were the expected basketball lessons and plays, but more importantly, there were words of wisdom on how to live life. More than anyone else, Coach Meyer shared, by example and teachings, how to live for God. He was more interested in the souls of the kids he encountered than in winning the game. Because of that — he is the winning-est coach we know. He has fought the good fight, won the race, and I know there is great tournament-style celebration in heaven. Our prayers are with his family as they miss him.

– Kathy Brumit

I was coaching for the Dakota Schoolers in Omaha and coach was watching some of the players on the team. We had just finished the game and I was chasing my 4 yr old daughter who had been at the game. She ran past coach and knocked over his Diet Coke. I immediately apologized and began cleaning up the mess. Coach just laughed and said it was no big deal. He then asked for a diagram and teaching points for an out of bounds play we had run during the game. I took out a pen to write it down for him. He asked to see my pen, wrote with it, said he like it and asked where I got it. Coach loved good pens. Later that summer I got a personal note from coach thanking me for sharing the diagram with him. Still have the note to this day.

 – Tim Reck

There are so many memories that I have from attending numerous camps at David Lipscomb (college). Of course the basics will always be triple threat, shooting progression, and not bouncing a ball after the whistle blows.

But the one thing that I remember most from his camps had nothing to do with basketball. It was showing respect to the cafeteria workers that fed us breakfast, lunch, and supper. He always demanded that the campers show respect and let them know that they were appreciated.

My children will be taught the same lesson.

Thanks Coach!

– Kent Anderson, Bowling Green, KY

I remember when I met Don Meyer. It was in Pierre, SD, and he was giving a talk about his life to an audience in our high school theater. I remember the wise words he told the crowd that night, but I remember what he wrote on a picture he autographed for me: “Ian: Good luck with your school work and your sports. Coach Don Meyer.” And under that, he wrote a simple message, a bible verse: James 3:13. “Who is wise and has understanding among you? He should show his works by good conduct with wisdom’s gentleness.”

Don Meyer was a great basketball coach, but most importantly, a great human being. He lived his life the way it should be, and now God has completed heaven’s basketball team with Don Meyer coaching the team to victory.

Rest in peace, Don. You were an inspiration to many, and your wise words and lessons will live for generations to come.

– Ian Coughlin