E1 - Exponential One - Exponential 1

I just want to make a point here that I am E1, Exponential One, and Exponential 1 -- yesterday, today and tomorrow! I have used these emails and dot coms for many years, and one day I truly hope the brand name is huge! From clothing lines, to blogs, to a way of life, and more! Eventually I will formally trademark it, copy right it, whatever the lawyers tell me to do. But for now, this is my notice to the world to not try to claim it, as you will lose! E1 (SM) Exponential One (SM) Exponential 1 (SM) I also am The Man, The Myth, The Legend (SM) as I have owned themanthemyththelegend.com (SM) for many years. Thanks for listening! dk

Spring, 1974 - the first state championship!

Spring, 1974. I was 14. SBHS was all excited as the SD HS Golf Association, or whomever just made the decision to divide the state golf tournament into Class A and Class B. We now had a shot, as there was no way we could compete with the SF, Huron, Brookings, Watertown, etc. schools. 3 players from qualifying schools would compete, with the the two best 36 hole scores determining the state champion. We knew at SBHS that we had a good shot at winning, with two of the best golfers, not only in Class B, but class A -- Curt Byrum and Scotty Hofer were both playing to a scratch handicap. I think mine at 14 was about an 8 or 9. So, it is time to tee it up to see who the SBHS 3 Man Team will be. There are probably about 6 or 7 of us teeing it up at the course in Onida. It was a beautiful day, 35 MPH winds, 35 degrees, and rain. Worst day possible to play golf, I think. After a couple frigid hours, the results were in. Curt shot even par 35, and I amazingly was 2nd with a 37. I believe Scotty shot about a 40, and everyone after that was at 45 or worse. I had played the round of my life. I wanted it BAD! But, I did not get it. The golf coach, who I won't mention here, decides to take our only Senior to the tourney, even though I beat him by over ten strokes in nine holes. Go figure, huh! I won't mention any names here, but as you can tell, I still carry a grudge. He (whom shall not be named) received my gold medal (in my humble opinion). Yes, I did get 3 more, but I wanted four! Coach no name did letter me that year, and that was nice. I had received my brother Mark's letterman coat, as he was off to NSU, and no longer wanted it. So, as a Sophomore I did have a letter man jacket, which was very nice. I guess you could say that was my 4th gold medal. And that is all I have to say about that...