I took a pay cut from being a sports copy boy at the Minneapolis Tribune to get hired as a sportswriter at the Duluth newspapers, the morning News-Tribune and the afternoon Herald, in January 1966.
I was there four months in what basically turned out to be a much-needed apprenticeship in covering games and making deadlines. Then, Mike Augustin hired me to join him as a full-timer at the St. Cloud Times. Jon Roe and Frank Hyland were finishing degrees at St. Cloud State before heading off to big-time dailies, and they were the part-timers.
Augie covered St. John's and St. Cloud Tech, and assigned me to cover St. Cloud State and St. Cloud Cathedral. There weren't strict lines drawn here, with Roe and Hyland contributing mightily to our coverage of those entities, and a sizable map of high school teams.
This was pre-Title IX guidelines, and we had the manpower to cover most any area event that we felt was of significant interest to our readers.
The two activities that ranked at the top of the interest standings were St. John's football and St. Cloud State basketball. John Gagliardi had won NAIA national titles with the Johnnies in 1963 and 1965. Red Severson had taken the Huskies to what was the NAIA's wonderful 32-team national tournament in 1962 and 1964.
I got to know well Gagliardi and basketball coach Jim Smith, who would become legends for decades at St. John's, and all the St. Cloud State guys, and the fiery Ken Staples as the manager of the Northern League's St. Cloud Rox in the summer, and dozens of high school coaches in Central Minnesota, but if I were to name the first coach that I actually covered as an entity unto his own, it would be Marlowe "Red'' Severson.
The Redhead died last Thursday at age 89 and a funeral mass will be held Tuesday at 11 a.m. at St. Mary's Upper Cathedral in St. Cloud. Severson became quite a different man than I knew in his later decades. He wrote books with a strongly religious bent and subtitles such as, "The Elixir for Happiness.''
I spent 28 months at the Times, and during that time, Augie, Red and I had lunch two or three times a week, and there was elixir involved, although not served with a strongly religious bent.