I knew Ernie Davis. I've mentioned this before on SU message boards, but I'll tell again. When I was a sophomore at SU in the fall of 1961, I was assigned Sadler 2nd floor. I arrived with my folks and bid them goodby, got situated in my room in the east wing of the floor, and then went to the 2nd floor lounge to see the floor roster; maybe I knew somebody. Well, I almost fell out of my shoes. Some of the best football players at SU were on my floor. In the next room were Dick Easterly and Bob Stem. Across from me were Pete Brokaw and John Brown. And in room 264, on the other side of the lounge at the start of the west wing, were Ernie Davis and John Mackey.
I hardly could wait for Dad to get home so I could call to tell him. Dad was a 1926 SU grad and he knew Vic Hanson. (And now to parody Steely Dan: Hey 19, that's Victor Hanson. You don't remember the SU King of Sports?).
Ernie was a quiet gentleman, a truly nice, soft-spoken, respectable guy. I understand that he had a stammer as a child, and wonder if that made him a bit reticent. John Mackey, on the other hand, was boisterous. They supposedly were the same height and weight, but Ernie seemed more muscular, and John sleeker. Ernie was the "next" Jim Brown, and Mackey the "next" Ernie.
One day there was a murder near the campus. That afternoon, I came back from class and saw a scowling big guy sitting in our lounge. I thought, wow - who's that fellow - the murderer hiding from ther cops? Then I realized it was Jim Brown who came to visit Ernie. But Ernie was gone and did not come back in time, so I got some of the guys, told them "guess who's in our lounge," and we talked with Jim, a lot about what he was doing in the off season, which was promo work for I think Pepsi Cola.
We did not pal around with the football players. They lived with us, and we talked with them, but they ate in a separate dining hall, and they were their own group. We never asked them to join us for a burger at Carrol's or a flick at the Eckel. Maybe they would have liked us to. But then, they never asked us to join them for a meal in Slocum where they ate filet mignon.
Was Ernie a warrior for the rights of black people? I think the movie hinted at that. But I did not see it. None of the black football players seemed actively involved in civil rights, although we all knew about the Cotton Bowl problem. John Brown even did a program about it at Sadler. Civil rights was more a white student thing back then, and three of the most active white student protestors lived on Sadler 2nd floor, but they did not get Davis, Mackey, and Brown involved in their protests that I can remember. They got me involved once, and you will see my picture in the 1965 Onondagan, page 42; I'm in the middle.
I enjoyed the movie because I lived the experience. Some of the guys on the 2nd floor were depicted in the moivie if I remember, but Ernie's best movie pal at SU was fictional, although I think he was really John Brown. Why they did not use John Brown's name was probably because they wanted Ernie's best friend to be a composite. I hated what the movie did to West Virginia, portraying them as a school of bigots. This was especially bad because it was coach Schwartzwalder's undergraduate college. They rephotoed the west part of the Quad and situated Archbold there, not really the way Archbold was.
I was looking for my character in the movie, but did not find it. It would think it would have been where I asked a bunch of guys to join me for burgers at Carrol's, but did not ask Ernie. I guess it ended up on the cutting room floor.
Now for Ernie's terrible illness. I did not find out about it until summer after the school year was over. It made the news, but I don't remember it being covered continuously after that. TV did not have 24 hour news back then, so maybe that's why. I was shocked at the news.
Did Ernie seem sick during his year on our floor? Nothing we could detect. But in February, my small town two hours east of Syracuse asked me to request from Ernie if he would speak at a sports banquet. I asked him, but he declined saying he was tired and wanted to curtail his public apprearances. Was he not feeling well? I don't know. I believe my city got Jim Brown instead. Also, someone told me many years later that they were eating with Ernie during Christmas break, and he was sweating profusely, which they thought peculiar.
A year later, 1963, it's the SU spring football game. Ernie comes to Sader 2nd floor to visit John Mackey and his new roommate, Billy Hunter, who today an exec of the NBA players union. Ernie looked and acted fine. A couple weeks later, Ernie passes away. I heard the news on a rainy Saturday morning.
Room 264. A star-crossed room in 1961 and 1962. Ernie with leukemia - John with frontal-temporal dementia.
My reaction then, as it is today, about Ernie Davis's death. He was destined to have a life that most of us can't conceive. Why did this have to happen?