On Monday, before God, the world and my amused husband, former Packer running back William Henderson picked me up.
Literally.
Turns out the impulsive and thankfully buff athlete makes a habit of picking up women.
After he set me down (and I took a moment to collect myself, kiss the ground and say a quick prayer of thanks that I didn’t put our celebrity golfer in traction), he scooped up the beverage cart girl and, later, a couple of volunteers on the 17th hole.
Henderson has maintained excellent pecs and an equally well-developed sense of community since his retirement from Green Bay in 2007. Shortly thereafter, in 2011, he was inducted into the Packer Hall of Fame, a testament to both his 12-year career in Green Bay and his legacy as a classy, team player.
I was lucky enough to spend the day with him and his super cool father Edward on Monday, thanks to a generous invitation from my brother Mike and sister in-law Robin.
Though we finished near the bottom of the draw in the 16th annual Tellurian Celebrity Golf Tournament, we had an enviable six-some.
William, named the Packers unsung hero in 2001 for his commitment to the community, currently supports 150 charities. He is also bringing Sweet Frog, a chain of frozen yogurt offering healthy snacks, a family atmosphere and a charitable commitment to Wisconsin.
Simply said, he’s a genuinely good guy and, clearly, a family man.
From his shaded perch on the golf cart, Edward Henderson offered his son consistent advice, though he, himself, had never picked up a club.
“Spread your legs a little wider, William, you’ll get better loft on your swing,” he offered.
“Watch the slice.” “Swing through” “Don’t pick up your head.” “Aww, William!”
Gamely, William considered his 77-year old Dad’s suggestions and enjoyed the afternoon.
William Henderson spent a dozen years with the Packers and about seven sunny hours with me. I’m going to cheer a little harder for Edward Henderson’s youngest son the next time he’s introduced at the Packer Alumni game and I’m going to do what I can to support Sweet Frog as well.
Because hanging out with one of the NFL’s good guys can be a very uplifting experience.
What a great day you had to have had. He has always been a class act. Thanks for sharing.
The Packers used to hole up in our dorm at Mary Minehan at St. Norbert College in Green Bay (early 70s). I ran into Bart Starr a couple times, but didn’t actually talk to him. And he did not pick me up – darn.
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Oops, I should specify – they holed up in our dorm during the summer for summer training.
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