Once Upon a Time in the Vest

Thursday, January 30, 2025

V 15 N. 4 Remembering Greg Bell and the Iowa State Plane Crash in 1985


                                                                      Gregg Bell

                                                                      1930-2024

 No one as old as me could have helped missing the notice of the passing of Greg Bell,  Indiana University's 1956 Olympic Champion in the Long Jump.  He came between the era's of Jesse Owens and Ralph Boston.  He had an incredibly interesting life, rising from extreme poverty to living a life of service to others.   Dave Woods has done an admirable job of writing about Greg and his life on Dyestat.  I leave you with a link to that story.  


Greg Bell Story by Dave Woods of Dyestat


                                                          The Iowa State Cross Country Tragedy

Last night on the news we were drawn to the story of the plane crash in the Potomac River caused by the collision of an Army Blackhawk helicopter and a commercial airline plane.  This morning additional news included that a number the victims on the plane were members of the national ice skating program and also a Russian pair who were World Champions were on the plane.   Mention was made of several past crashes of  which sports teams were on board including the Manchester United soccer team, the Marshall University football team,  Wichita State football,  a Russian soccer team and many others, and then the memory of the Iowa State cross county team tragedy came up.  


Here is the link to the Iowa State Athletics website that talks about that crash and the lives lost.


Iowa State Cross Country Tragedy 1985


  Two great articles to pass on to us.  Earlier in the day I had read about Greg Bell whose picture I saw every winter day at IU, large and black & white, on the Fieldhouse wall and whose life was recreated occasionally by Sam Bell.  The article you sent us was more complete and more personal, but both made me think of so many things.  The racism which would not allow Greg to advance to college, the racism overcome, the ability to find joy where others did not, the outreach of Dr. Bannon which sent Greg to a school I knew so well, the development of so many skills by this Olympian, and a life well lived as a dentist who served psychiatric patients the rest of his extremely-long professional life.  His story reminded me a lot of Ted Corbitt's and for that I was well pleased.

   The Iowa State plane crash was much the opposite yet rendered me to tears just thinking about those girls who died as well as those who lived.  I couldn't help but identify with all of them, not through a tragedy like this one but instead by remembering what a teammate really means.  It was impossible to note that this crash was not noted nearly as much as had they been on the football or basketball teams.  Clearly they died as they had lived, mostly in public quiet.  Even their memorial services were quiet and off to the side.   Yet that did not diminish their lives for those who had known them, beautifully created by the comments by the student-trainer at the wedding of her sister.  Those comments were as good as I have ever heard.

Bill Schnier  


Monday, January 20, 2025

V 15 N. 3 Coach Harold 'Lefty' Martin R.I.P. (1939-2025)

  Coach Harold 'Lefty' Martin of Dayton, Ohio, more correctly Trotwood, a northwest suburb of the Gem City.    I knew Lefty for several years.  He was the women's coach at the University of Dayton when I was taken in to coach the women's cross country team in 1998,  so he could focus on his own specialties in the sprints and hurdles.  I asked him why he was letting go of the cross country position,  His reply made me grin.  "Lefty don't like walking on grass."   He had proven his coaching talent with his daughter LaVonna who was a two time Olympian and silver medallist in the 100 meter hurdles at Barcelona.   She was not his only Olympian as you will learn below.    He always treated me well and gave compliments when merited. We were both stubborn old men.   His younger daughter Bren was on the Dayton track team in those days.      George Brose

Tom Archedeacon, Dayton's best journalist wrote the following about him this week in the Dayton Daily News



When you read his obituary, it says Harold “Lefty” Martin had four children with Brenda, his wife of 59 years:

LaVonna, Duane, LeBren and Lloyd.

In truth, Lefty had a lot more kids.

Well over 1,000.

Some of them went on to become Olympians, as did LaVonna, who competed in the Seoul Games in 1988 and four years later in Barcelona won a silver medal in the 100-meter hurdles.

He had 60 kids who were national youth track and field champions. Several won state high school titles and nearly 300 got college athletic scholarships, with many of them going on to become NCAA champions and All Americans.

Hundreds and hundreds of them ended up as part of the fabric of this community and so many others across the nation. They are our teachers and preachers, coaches, doctors, engineers, factory workers, husbands, wives, grandparents and so much more.

Martin died last Monday. He was 84 and a beloved figure in the sports world.

While a memorial service will be announced in the future, his passing is now sending ripples of reflection through the community because of all those “kids” he had and the way he impacted their lives.

He and Brenda started the Trotwood-based Northwest Track Club in 1978. Early on, Dave West, the New York Jets defensive back, helped out, but the Martins were the identity and the backbone of the effort for decades.

Initially, they wanted to provide an outlet for their two oldest children — LaVonna and Duane — who showed promise in track. Other kids soon flocked to them the way the swallows were drawn to Capistrano.

Harold "Lefty" Martin, pictured in 1985. Martin helped found the Northwest Track Club.. DDN file photo

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Harold "Lefty" Martin, pictured in 1985. Martin helped found the Northwest Track Club.. DDN file photo

Lefty once told me about a girl in the early 1980s — Mary Hawkins — who used to ride the Greyhound bus back and forth two times a week from Columbus to Northwest Track Club practices. She would go on to be a standout at East High and later ran for Panama in the Olympics.

Tonja Buford-Bailey, another Northwest Track Club product, starred at Meadowdale High and the University of Illinois — where she was a 10-time All American and the NCAA 400-meter hurdles champ — and then ran in three Olympics, winning a bronze medal in the 400-meter hurdles at the 1996 Atlanta Games.

No one though was quite the tour de force that LaVonna Martin-Floreal (she’s now married to Texas track coach and former Canadian Olympian Edrick Floreal) was.

She single-handedly led Trotwood Madison High School to state titles in 1983 and 1984 by scoring all her team’s points. She was a 14-time All American at Tennessee and then came the Olympic efforts.

Thanks, in part, to her, the Northwest Track Club became one of the best-known developmental programs in the nation.

But once again, in truth, it was about far more than track with Lefty and Brenda.

“We try to stress more than just the actual sports,” Brenda once told me. “We try to make the club about the most important things, too: integrity, doing things the right way, and we really stress getting an education. We want our kids to be able to get scholarships and go to college.”

Lefty and Brenda Martin with their four children (left to right): Lloyd, LaVonna, Duane and LeBren. CONTRIBUTED

Lefty and Brenda Martin with their four children (left to right): Lloyd, LaVonna, Duane and LeBren. CONTRIBUTED

For decades Lefty was fully committed to that effort.

“That was the baby he created,” LaVonna told me the other day from her home in Texas. “My parents treated the Northwest track kids as their own children.”

That’s why in 2015, Bing Davis, the internationally-acclaimed artist, educator and community activist from Dayton, made the perfect choice for the prestigious Dayton Skyscraper art show that occurs here each year. He chose Lefty Martin as the subject of his offering.

The Skyscraper awards honor local African American men and women who stand tall in the community as role models and leaders.

“We try to get broader role models for young people and young men in general to show them individuals who are excelling beyond some of the areas they focus on, like the NBA, the NFL and hip-hop. And Lefty is really the epitome of our efforts,” Davis said.

“Even though he was once the big man on campus himself, what he is doing now is even greater than all his records in Pittsburgh and at Central State.

“That’s why I named the entry Beyond the Finish Line.

“He is an athlete who has stayed active in the community. To work with all these young people around here and have them break national youth records and then better participate for their high schools and go on to college and some even go on to the Olympics to me that is what being a Skyscraper is all about.”

Lefty, in his typical gruff, focus-on-somebody else manner, scoffed when I told him what Bing had said:

“I don’t know about all that. I’m not in it for that. This is just my passion, something I love doing. I see so many talented athletes come along, and I just want them to improve from one week to the next.

“I want them to have success, and I want to be there to see it.”

And he saw a lot of it, not just at the Northwest Track Club, but when he launched the University of Dayton track program in the mid-1990s and ran it for seven years. He also coached the Wilberforce University team.

He was a race official for numerous college conferences, including the SEC, Big Ten, ACC, Atlantic Sun, Big South and MEAC.

He was a referee at various USA Track and Field and Junior Olympic events and became a site inspector at meets around the country. Over the years, he coached hurdlers in Poland, Hungary, Bulgaria, Scotland, Singapore and Cuba.

In 1983, as the meet director of Youth Athletics National Championships, he brought the event and its 4,000 athletes to Dayton, where, for the first time, boys and girls competed in the same meet.

As Brenda once explained:

“That man just loves track. He goes to bed talking about track. He wakes up talking about track. He talks about track during the day. All day, Every day.”

When I told him what Brenda had said, he shook his head: “No, I like fishing, too.”

Harold “Lefty” Martin works with hurdler Camryn Nadi at the Trotwood track in 2015. DDN FILE

Harold “Lefty” Martin works with hurdler Camryn Nadi at the Trotwood track in 2015. DDN FILE

Central State hall of famer

“Like most black families my grandparents came through the Great Migration,” LaVonna said. “They came up from South Carolina to Pittsburgh and, like all the families, they wanted their child to have it better than they did.”

Lefty’s dad was a waiter at the restaurant in Kaufmann’s department store in Pittsburgh. His mom worked as a domestic in private homes.

He was their only child, and he soon starred in track at South Hills High School. One headline in a local paper read: “Pittsburgh’s Fastest Boy.”

A cousin of his was going to Central State and she showed some of Lefty’s clippings to the Marauders’ legendary coach, Gaston “Country” Lewis, who soon offered him a scholarship.

Once he got to the Wilberforce campus, Lefty made the most of the opportunity he’d been given.

He was the first CSU athlete to run the 100-yard dash in under 10 seconds, clocking a 9.8 at a school meet, and 9.5 at an AAU event. He also was the stalwart on two of the Marauders’ formidable relay teams.

While at CSU he was elected the student intramural director and ran competitions in five sports. A double major (music, as well as health and recreation), he also played the tuba.

He is now enshrined in the CSU Hall of Fame.

After graduation he got a job at the Dayton Boys and Girls Club. That’s where he met Brenda Young, then a University of Dayton student, who had a summer job working for the City of Dayton recreation department.

She once told me they unknowingly had been in each other’s presence before that:

“When Lefty’s mother died, we were cleaning out the attic and I came across a program from an AAU meet at Welcome Stadium. I said, ‘Oh my God, Lefty, look at this! There’s your name and here’s mine.’ He was running in college, and I was still in high school then.”

Lefty eventually began a job at the Dayton Veteran Affairs Medical Center where for 28 years he served as the Chief of Recreation Therapy.

LaVonna said her dad was a good provider and she and her sister and brothers got all they needed from him — except time.

Lefty and Brenda with their young children:  Duane (top left); LaVonna (top right);  Lloyd (bottom left) and LeBren (bottom right.) CONTRIBUTED

Lefty and Brenda with their young children: Duane (top left); LaVonna (top right); Lloyd (bottom left) and LeBren (bottom right.) CONTRIBUTED

When you are so committed to track as he was, you’re often away from home.

She said her mom was the glue of the family, while also doing all the paperwork and cultivating many of the personal relationships of the track club.

She said her parent’s long marriage can be attributed, in part, to them having the same interest — the track club.

I once asked Brenda and Lefty the secret of their long marriage.

“I pray a lot,” Brenda said.

With deadpan delivery, Lefty said: “I stay out of her way.”

Lasting impact

LaVonna said her dad’s success stemmed, in part, because he was stubborn. He had a way he did things, and he wouldn’t waver. Mostly, that was a good trait.

He did believe in routine.

He used to fish on Fridays. Sometimes at Indian Lake, other times at St. Marys, or Lakengren, south of Eaton. On occasion he went to Lake Erie.

He passed his interest in music on to his kids, too,

“We each had to learn to play some kind of instrument,” LaVonna said with a chuckle as she remembered her early days at the piano.

“And we always had to watch the Macy’s Parade. Just to see the bands. Even now, I’d call him every year before the parade to let him know I’d be watching. That’s a tradition I’ll try to keep going with my kids (E.J. and Mimi.)”

On his right hand, Lefty wore a Pittsburgh Steelers Super Bowl ring that sparkled with six stones representing six NFL titles.

He held tight to his roots and that included the work ethic he saw his parents exhibit. He believed his track kids could excel if they put in the work and mostly that did happen.

There were a few casualties. One star went to prison. One girl was killed in a robbery. A guy in the service was hit by a train.

When he talked about them once, a noticeable sadness came over him.

“You just wish you could help them all succeed,” he said in voice that was nearly a whisper.

He helped so many of them though and that effort struck a real chord with Davis, who has done the same for others in his life.

Back when he honored Lefty, he stressed how Martin was doing something in this community “that is very special, very unusual.

“Long after his own career was over, long after he had run all those races and won all those trophies, he found a way to continue to contribute to the quality of life in the Miami Valley. Over the years he’s touched the lives of so many young people here. To my eyes, that what makes him a Dayton Skyscraper.”

And now, even though Lefty Martin is gone, his towering presence still rises up all around us.

You can see it in all his kids.

They are our teachers and preachers, coaches, doctors, engineers, factory workers, husbands, wives, grandparents and so much more.

USATF posted this obit:

Legendary youth coach and official Harold "Lefty" Martin died Jan. 13 in Dayton, Ohio. He was 84. One of the most beloved figures in USATF youth athletics, Martin's career in the sport spanned more than six decades, and along the way he established an unmatched legacy of service and excellence.

Martin, born August 20, 1940, in Pittsburgh, was a prodigious athletic talent as a student at South Hills High School, gaining local fame in the sprints. His exploits on the track earned him a scholarship to Central State University in Wilberforce, Ohio, where he became the first sprinter at the school to crack 10 seconds in the 100-yard dash. He also ran on record-setting sprint medley and 440-yard relay squads.

A dual major in Health, Physical Education & Recreation and Music Education, Martin was the Student Intramural Director for three years at Central State, creating opportunities for students to compete in a variety of sports.

Following college, Martin worked at the Dayton Boys Club before starting a long career at the Veterans Administration Medical Center in Dayton, where he served as Chief of Recreation Therapy for 28 years. After retiring from the VA, he took over as head track and field coach at the University of Dayton, where he served for seven years.

In 1978, Martin helped found the Northwest Track Club in Trotwood, Ohio, and the club became one of the nation's best, producing more than 60 national youth champions, six future Olympians, and a slew of future NCAA champions and all-Americans. More than 200 of the club's athletes received college scholarships over the years.

Martin was selected as a coach for several USATF youth teams in international championship events, most notably as head women's coach for the 1990 IAAF World Junior Championships in Bulgaria, and he served in numerous administrative roles at the local and national level for the governing body. As an official, Martin worked events across the spectrum of competitive levels, including as a referee at national Junior Olympic Championships. In 1983 he was the meet director for the Youth Athletics National Championships in Dayton.

In 2015, Martin was honored as a Dayton Skyscraper as a tribute to his work with area youth. In the June 19, 2015, Dayton Daily News, Willis "Bing" Davis, curator of Dayton’s EbonNia Gallery, lauded Martin for his service after selecting him as his "Skyscraper" subject.

Davis said, "We try to get broader role models for young people — and young men in general — to show them individuals who are excelling beyond some of the areas they focus on, like the NBA, the NFL and hip-hop.

“And Lefty is really the epitome of our efforts. Even though he was once the big man on campus, what he’s doing now is even greater than all his records in Pittsburgh and at Central State.

“That’s why I named the entry ‘Beyond the Finish Line.’ He is an athlete who has stayed active in the community.

“To work with all these young people around here and have them break national youth records and then better participate for their high schools and go on to college and some even go on to the Olympics — to me that’s what being a Skyscraper is all about.”

Martin is survived by his wife, Brenda, and four children -- LaVonna, the silver medalist in the 100-meter hurdles at the 1992 Olympic Games in Barcelona, Duane, Lloyd, and LeBren. Services are pending.

Thursday, January 16, 2025

V. 15 N. 2 More on that 1978 Cincinnati Mini Heart Marathon from the Inside

 Following up on our previous posting:   Editorial comments are from Bob Roncker.  We are not able to transmit the photos from this piece.  With regrets. 

Memories of the First Heart Mini-Marathon

A few days ago you received an account describing the very first Heart Mini-Marathon (1978) through the eyes of Mike Boylan. Mike and The Clifton Track Club were responsible for overseeing the ‘finish line’ and ‘timing' procedures for the event. He described some of the pitfalls that befell them. 


Now, in the attachment below, we may peer at this same event through the lens of Tim Schilling, Director of the local Heart Association. With that role he chiefly oversaw the Mini. You will discover his early memories of what actually took place and who were some of the main individuals involved. Tim's perspective reveals the Heart Mini Marathon's gestation and offers a glimpse of what the local running scene was like in the late 1970s.
Sunday, March 6, 2016
#4 Early Heart Mini Memories
by Tim Schilling: (former Executive Director of
the Cincinnati American Heart Association)

Tim passed away February 29, 2020 at age 73

When thinking about the Heart Mini-Marathon’s
history, I go back to April 1978, the month after
our inaugural event. Bob MacVeigh and I traveled
to the Boston Marathon hoping to entice elite
runners to come run in future Mini-Marathons.

To see how the crowds and excitement
captivated Boston was amazing. That experience

raised hope that perhaps the Heart Mini-
Marathon could replicate similar emotions in

Cincinnati. Now, 35 years later, I reminisce
about how successful our event has become for
the American Heart Association, the City of
Cincinnati, and its citizens. It has elevated
awareness both for the importance of
cardiovascular fitness through diet and exercise
and the dollars raised for cardiovascular
research.
One of my first employee hires was Karen
Niemeyer, nee Jaspers. She became one of the
Mini’s main ingredients. Karen worked with
volunteers and the city. She led committee
meetings and logistics. You name it; she did it
well and, she was respected by both staff and
volunteers. Over the years, I always referred to
her as the “mother” of the Mini because of the
way she nourished and watched over it.

A key ingredient to the initial, and continuing
success, was the first group of volunteers who
helped lead the event. They enjoyed their
experience and they continued volunteering;

always striving for improvement and driving for a
top quality event in subsequent years.

That first volunteer was Jack Kirschner, MD, an
internist and exercise guru. Jack, who was a
board member of the AHA, Southwest Chapter,
agreed to become the Race Director. He was
untiring in his effort and work on the event.
Jack, who passed away a little over a year ago,
was a wonderful individual, gentleman, and
physician and we became good friends.

Late one evening at the Heart Office, a couple of
weeks prior to Mini-Marathon 1, volunteers

completed stuffing envelopes for the pre-
registered participants. Everyone left, except

some staff and Jack. As we started packing up
the mailing to take to the post office, Jack spoke
up. He told the staff, “Put them in my car and let
me take the mailing. You all have been working
too hard.” Here was an individual who had seen
patients all day, was a volunteer, and yet was
concerned about the staff. His leadership, class,
and charisma helped lead the first race. Jack
would later become President of the Cincinnati
Chapter.

The Clifton Track Club, led by Mike Boylan, was
an important ingredient in that first race. Their
knowledge of the mechanics of putting a race on
and their corps of volunteers was invaluable prior
to, during, and after the event.

Also, in the fall of 1977, as word began to spread
about our upcoming spring event, someone
would say, “You know, you should speak with...”
Out of that came Bob MacVeigh, who worked for
Federated and had transferred to Cincinnati.
While in Boston, he had been an Assistant Race
Director of the Boston Marathon. Bob readily
agreed to join the planning committee.

Bob, who subsequently served as Mini-Marathon
2 Race Director and thirteen other Minis, became
a long time Heart Board Member and faithful
volunteer.

Our Board Member and Treasurer, Jim Roche,
suggested that Pete Wilton, who had given up
smoking, taken up running, and “had many
connections in Cincinnati,” be contacted. Pete
served as Assistant Race Director for many
years. He became Chairman of the Board of the
Heart Chapter and was a volunteer until number
26. Those individuals, in particular, were key to
the initial success and its subsequent growth of
the Heart Mini-Marathon.

Bob MacVeigh

Pete Wilton (l) with Richard Hanauer

The Race Committee felt that the event needed a
“name” runner. Through Bob we contacted Bill
Rodgers, who had won the Boston Marathon
several times and reached an agreement with him
to participate. In the fall of 1977, a news
conference was called to announce that the
Cincinnati Heart Mini-Marathon would host its
inaugural event in March of 1978 and that Bill
Rodgers would be running. Bill participated in the
news conference by phone.

Bill Rodgers signing posters at the Heart Mini

Clinic

The majority of us thought that a poster would
enhance promoting the event. Pete Wilton
mentioned that he knew the owner of Cato
Johnson, a local ad agency. Pete inquired about
their interest in helping us. He reported that Cato
Johnson would assist us and that their artist,
Ward Mulroy, would design a poster. Ward’s
poster had several drawings of a runner in
motion. The final drawing showed the runner
holding the Heart and Torch logo of the American
Heart Association.

That running motion was used as a “signature” of
the Mini-Marathon for many years.

In order to make money from the event, we
decided to approach businesses and sell the idea
of “running advertising.” In return for a $1000
contribution to the Heart Association the
company could encourage employee fitness.
Their contribution allowed them to enter 20
participants into the race. A team feeling could
result because their company’s name was on the
backs of their particular shirts.

Since each participant received a Mini-Marathon
shirt with his or her entry fee, a shirt supplier
had to be found. Pete Wilton, who “knew
everyone,” suggested that we speak with Bill
Reilly, owner of Velva Sheen. An appointment
was made to discuss shirts being supplied by Mr.

Reilly’s company. I remember walking nervously
in and being led to his office. After introducing
myself to him, I began to explain the event and
told how each participant would receive a shirt
and companies could be a sponsor for $1000.

After interrupting me several times with
questions, he finally asked how many sponsors
we had lined up. I had to confess, “None.” He
interrupted once more to say, “I would like Velva
Sheen to be your first sponsor.” With that he had
a check written for $1000. I thanked him
profusely and left on a high thinking, “This is
easy.” How, little did I know!

The Race Committee decided that the runners'
shirts would be stuffed into individual bags,
which contained all the information the
participants needed. Volunteers packed bags for
the anticipated 1000 runners. These were then
transferred to boxes that the staff had naively
planned to load into their private vehicles in
order to be transported to the Carew Tower
arcade on Sunday morning of race day. The plan
was two-pronged. Pre-registrants could pick up
their bags and new signees could register, all in
the arcade.

Boxes overflowed in the Heart office. On the
Thursday, prior to the race, an individual came
into the office late that day to register. Looking
around, he inquired how we were transporting all
the material downtown. When told that the staff
was doing it, he replied that he owned a trucking
company and that he would have a driver and a
truck at the office to load the truck, transport it
to the Carew Tower and that “the driver would be
with us until the end.” That was our introduction
to Dick Thomas, owner of Priority Dispatch.

Priority and its drivers have served each Mini-
Marathon. Dick was also a key volunteer over

the years. Today, his son, Jeff and daughter,
Julie continue his work.

On the morning of the event, registration and
packet pick-up opened about 10 A.M. It was
crazy from the start. As the one o’clock start
time neared, registrants were throwing money on
the table saying, “I don’t care if I get a number, I
just want to run.” By the time the gun fired, the
800-900 participants we were hoping for had
swelled to nearly two thousand.

The race course started at the corner of Fifth and
Vine, the current site of the Westin Hotel. It went
north on Vine to Central Parkway and out to what
is now Cincinnati State University. It turned
around and came back to Walnut and finished at
Sixth and Walnut.

As the start of the race neared, runners were
lined from Fifth Street south on Vine and down
past Fourth Street. Channel 9 televised the
event. Their truck was parked on Vine, heading
south across from Fountain Square. Upon the
gun’s firing, it was an incredible sight to see this
mass of humanity begin heading up Vine in what
seemed to be a crawling pace.

Jerry Springer, then Mayor of Cincinnati, got
caught up in the excitement and jumped in with

the runners. He ran the race in winged tipped
shoes. I spoke with him later and he confessed
that his legs were extremely sore. (Kent Friel’s
wife was standing at the finish when Jerry
Springer finished. He said to her, “This is the
dumbest thing I have ever done!” . Ed.)

As runners headed out Central Parkway, many
who caught a glimpse of Bill Rodgers heading
back towards the finish shouted encouragement
as he passed. (Kent Friel says he saw Bill
Rodgers on his way back and his stride was so
graceful that he looked like he was floating on
air. Ed.)
After Rodgers, the rest of the field began heading
back towards the finish. The first couple of
hundred received correct times upon crossing the
finish line, but, due to the unexpected large
turnout, our recording process was unable to
keep up with the flow.

The majority of runners, as they turned off of the
Parkway and headed south on Walnut began to
back up. This continued for several blocks north
of the finish line. Soon, runners were standing
and waiting patiently to finish. Unfortunately,
the vast number of runners didn’t receive correct

times. But, most didn’t seem to mind. They were
pleased that they finished and fortunately for us,
it was a forgiving group!

The next morning the Cincinnati Enquirer ran a
front-page picture of the start, which we were
told was the largest picture on the front page run
by the Enquirer since the end of World War II.
(Terry Armor was the Enquirer photographer.
Ed.)

That year, the American Heart Association raised
just over $16,000 for cardiovascular research.
The goal for this year’s event is $2.2 million
dollars.

In spite of the finish line foul up, almost
everyone gave positive feedback, and the race
committee began planning for the second Mini.

Unfortunately, Ward Mulroy, and Cato Johnson
were unable to provide a poster for the second
race. However, once again Pete Wilton rescued
us. He had gotten to know a young artist, John
Maggard, who was working for an ad agency
downtown. John readily agreed to work on the
poster.

Bob MacVeigh, Pete, and I thought that the new
poster would be some adaptation of the first
year. When John finished, the three of us went
to his office for the unveiling. When he took the
paper off of the artwork, there was a hushed
embarrassed silence as we looked at a huge
heart with wings on it. We diplomatically tried to

tell John that it wasn’t quite what we had in
mind. He responded, saying that a poster should
be art that causes the viewer to examine it more
closely; and it would therefore be remembered.

That began the long relationship with John
Maggard, who has been the artist for 32 posters.
When he could not produce posters on two
occasions, because other work commitments
interfered, he lined up Loren Long, who has
become a famous artist in his own right. Their
artwork became an important piece of the Heart
Mini-Marathon. Both artists have had artwork
honored and recognized on a national level. Their
kind generosity saved us hundreds of thousands

of dollars had the Heart Association had to pay
for their services

I will highlight some of the changes and additions
that occurred over the years. Since that first
year, the race has always taken place on
Columbia Parkway. Periodically the start and
finish has been moved.

One year, when construction was being done on
the Parkway, the most extreme change took
place. Runners went up Gilbert Avenue, through
Eden Park, and then dropped down to Columbia
Parkway. This route was extremely hilly. Once
reaching the Parkway they headed east to a
turnabout. Now they began retracing their way
back on the identical route, which included the
hill up to Eden Park.

Unfortunately, on that day the temperature was
in the high 70’s. That day probably created the
most work, as a result of dehydration, that our
medical teams ever had to do. One delirious
participant, who was being transported by
ambulance to the hospital, broke out of the
vehicle as it exited I-75 at Hopple Street.
Fortunately, for over thirty-four years, there have
been no deaths or serious injuries. Preparation

by the Heart Medical Team helps insure that any
individual in medical need will receive excellent
care.

The event has had five race directors:
Jack Kirschner, MD, Bob MacVeigh, Melany
Stinson, Roy Gerber, and John Lonneman.

Name speakers and participants have included:

Bill Rodgers, Jack Fultz, Patty Lyons, Bob Hall,
our first wheel chair participant, Bill Squires, who
coached Rodgers, Hal Higdon, who wrote for
Runners World, Marty Liquori, Katherine Switzer,
Jock Sempel, who was the long time race
director of the Boston Marathon, George
Sheehan, Amby Burfoot, Joe Henderson of
Runners World, Frank Shorter, Jim Ryun, Grete
Waitz, Joan Benoit Samuelson, Billy Mills, Mary
Decker Slaney, Bruce Jenner, Sir Roger Bannister,
the first sub four minute miler. Several of those
individuals are Olympic Champions.

Larry Whiteside accepting his award from Sir

Roger Bannister

Cincinnati Heart Mini-Marathon Timelines:

1978 Heart Mini-Marathon 1; 15k mass start
1979-1992 Four Heats
1981 First Kids Run
1984 & 1986 Women started first
1987 First Walk component
1993 Mass start resumed
1994 5k component began
1997 2k Kids Run began

2011 Half Marathon began (Credit for the idea
of including a half marathon belongs to Joe
Brinkmann, owner of Queen City Running. A
representative of the Heart Association came
over to The Running Spot. We were one of the
sponsors at the time. He was discussing our
store’s involvement with Joe and me when Joe
made the suggestion that the Heart Mini would
do well to include a half-marathon. At this time
of the year many people were prepping for the
Flying Pig full-marathon. A half would fit nicely
into their training schedules. The Heart
Association must have liked Joe’s idea, because it
was then inserted into the their kaleidoscope of
events. Ed.)

Wonderful insight into the growing pains of early road racing as the masses finally embraced the health benefits offered by our sport. Congrats on keeping it alive long enough to make the event into a top marathon destination. 
Darryl Taylor

V 15 N. 6 Jerome Drayton/Peter Buniak Canada's Great Marathoner R.I.P.

 Jerome Drayton  born Peter Buniak  died Monday January 10, 2025 during surgery on his knee.  It was not a running related injury but chroni...