A Day of Remembrance

Eleven Swans is a fine piece of literature. I find myself reading it when I yearn for the past success of this great program.

"Under a gunmetal gray sky..."

Fine work, Mr Cook.

Those who stay, Bo, those who stay.

Hard to believe its already been 4 years, I remeber the day he passed and the feeling I had, I went home that night grabbed a fifth pounded it and grabbed the phone book and went through about fifty different numbers at about 1am calling people and asking if they loved Bo...

Bo passed on my birthday.  Worst birthday present ever.  I'm sure Bo is up there teaching the angels to run the option though and smiling down on all of us.

my feelings in a way that I never could, despite never having met me.

I was going to say "thanks for the memories", but on reflection, that does not even scratch the surface. I don't think we could begin to list all of the things that Michigan fans owe the man.

It almost seemed surreal when the news broke.  This was a man I'd never met, who never even knew I existed, and yet on the day he died, I had multiple co-workers stop by to offer me their condolences.  Friends called.  My mom even left a message on my voicemail.  And I think I spent that entire Friday night watching ESPN's coverage about it and the epic game to follow on the next day.

If there's ever one game I wish we could reverse to a W, it'd be that one.  For Bo.

forget when my dad called me at work that day, and the instant sadness that i felt when he told me that BO had died... i spent the rest of the day reading every article that was posted by freep and detnews... when i got home a cracked a beer and turned on 1270 and listened to every interview that karsch and art did that day... i would love to get a hold of the pod casts from that day on 1270 because there were some great interviews that were done...

Wow, I totally missed that Bo passed on my birthday!

Must be a sign.

Go Blue

with only brief respites. Just think of the four games that we had after he died: OSU, USC, The Horror, and Dennis Dixon. It's like the stuffing just went out of us, and it's been a long painful process of stuffing the stuffing back in. On some days, it seems like the stuffing's been put in backwards.

We miss you Bo!  

"THOSE WHO STAY WILL BE CHAMPIONS!"

GO BLUE

You were and still are an inspiration to us all.

When we landed, I called my father-in-law to set up out pick-up at Metro.   He told me the news.  I told my wife -- and a minute later I think the whole plane new.  There were a lot of sad faces getting off that plane. 

Receiving word of Bo’s death, I recall feeling the same way 25 years earlier upon hearing the news of the death of Bob Ufer.  With Bo, it was the end of an era.  While there are little Bo and Woody soldiers out there in the coaching ranks, they will always be known as such.  No one will ever be able to duplicate the fierceness these two men exhibited both against other teams and against one another.  Bo represented everything that was Michigan Football.  He was and still remains looked upon as a teacher of "this is the way it is to be done" attitude in Ann Arbor.

Since Bo is synonymous to more than just Ann Arbor, as his fans stretch across the state of Michigan and this great country, I knew there were going to be many people that could not make the trek to Ann Arbor to be near the place where Bo made so many memories for his fans.  As an owner of a funeral home in my hometown, I took the opportunity to open the doors to my business and allow fans in my community to share their memories of him.  Among other things, I placed boards on easels for fans to write their personal memories of Bo.  These, along with other memorabilia left behind from fans, I hand delivered to Ann Arbor to be given to Bo’s family.

It is moments like this where strangers come together to show their common love and support for someone that proves the importance of community in our society—just like  Saturday afternoons in the fall.

You are still very much a part of our lives, Bo, and we continue to share your story with the next generation!  Go Blue.

If Bo was in the subject line.
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<br>I was off that day, getting ready to head to Columbus the next day. So I went down to Schembechler Hall to, I don't know, just be there. The little impromptu shrine...the media...all coming down as they were getting ready to bus down. The game was surreal. Michigan tributes in The Shoe. I'm impressed that we made it such a good game, because mentally we weren't all there. It just seemed like the old man should have been there for that one (and only really, what with conference championship games now) #1 vs #2 for all the marbles in the game he loved like no other. Sigh.

To say that I cried when I heard the news of Bo'd death. My roommate sophomore year told me outside of Alice Lloyd while he was going to class, and I was coming back from class. I held it in until I got to my room, then I shed tears over the death of a Legend. That will be one of those days and times that I'll never forget where I was when I heard the news.

RIP, Bo.

I remember the anticipation, the adrenaline, and the speculation surrounding the biggest game of my Michigan fandom that had built up during the week....and all in one fell swoop, I was at my work desk, driven to tears, at the news of his passing.

I think the hype of such a momentous game only made the pain of losing him that much worse.

thank you for taking the time to do this for the MgoBlog community!  thank you to all of you that spend your own personal time to make this site the best in the football world!  Go Blue beat wiscy!