Stark Center Reopens
January 3, 2018
The Stark Center has reopened after winter break. We are here 9am – 5pm, Monday – Friday. We look forward to a new year and a new semester.
On the First Lady of Fitness, Betty Weider
By Digital Archivist
June 6, 2016
Although Joe and Ben Weider are both widely recognized for their many contributions to fitness, most Americans know less about Betty Weider’s long involvement with fitness and the important role she played in launching the women’s fitness movement of the 1980s. This recent article does a nice job of highlighting some of her contributions. We are very proud that the Joe and Betty Weider Museum is part of the Stark Center and are very grateful to all the Weider family and the Joe Weider Foundation for their support. We are also delighted to see Betty get some of the credit that she so richly deserves.
Dr. Thomas Hunt Speaks to Vince Hunt on history and politics of doping during the Cold War.
By Digital Archivist
November 11, 2015
Thomas M. Hunt, author of Drug Games and the director of the Institute for Olympic Studies at the Stark Center, explains the history and politics of doping during the Cold War.
KVUE Feature: The Nazi Olympics: Berlin 1936 Exhibition
By Digital Archivist
July 20, 2015
Dr. Thomas Hunt, the director of the Institute for Olympic Studies at the Stark Center, spoke with KVUE about our newest Exhibit.
Click the above image to watch on KVUE.
The Wheels of God
By Terry Todd
November 6, 2014
Several weeks ago, when the 2015 version of the Guinness World Records book (GWR) was published it contained a short but significant new blurb stating that,
“The greatest weight ever raised by a human being,” according to our 1955 book, “is 4333 lb (1.84 tons) [1965 kg] by the 25-stone [158.7-kg] French-Canadian Louis Cyr (1863-1912) in Chicago in 1896 in a back-lift (weight raised off trestles). Cyr had a 60 ½-in [153.6-cm] chest and 22-in [55.8-cm] biceps.” Today, the fully notarized record stands at 2,422 kg for two cars (plus drivers) on a platform backlifted by Gregg Ernst in Jul 1993
The significance of the inclusion of this blurb is that the current editorial staff at Guinness World Records (GWR) has by including it righted an old wrong and given credit to the man who has deserved the credit for 21 years. Before the recent publication of the new GWR only a few serious students of human strength were aware of Ernst’s historic feat, but now—through the world-wide distribution and influence of the GWR, which has sold more copies than any book except the bible—he will have what every man and woman deserves…justice. Just justice.
Justice requires fairness and impartiality, of course, and for a variety of reasons Ernst’s lift has been denied this basic right for more than two decades. Until now. Until the editorial staff at GWR decided to update its record list. At some point down the road I hope and intend to elaborate on this strange and, in part, unfortunate story, but for now I simply want to say to Gregg—on behalf of iron gamers everywhere, and especially on behalf of those who knew the truth, understood the issues, and kept the faith—congratulations for having made the greatest backlift in history and for having the forbearance, equanimity, and strength of character to sustain yourself all those years with the knowledge that back in 1993 you lifted more weight at one time than any man ever has. You’ve known it for 21 years, and now the wide world will know it through the vast reach of the GWR.
What follows is a short editorial I wrote for Iron Game History in September of 1993, just a few months after Jan and I had stood an arm’s length away as Ernst raised that massive load. I thought when I saw his lift, and wrote the editorial, that when the next edition of GWR was published he would be celebrated. That it took so long for Ernst to get his just due is regrettable, but that he finally got it is worthy of celebration. Already he has been the subject of newspaper stories and done national TV and radio interviews in both Canada and the US and already his accomplishment is being acknowledged via the internet. The Wheels have ground.
Gregg Ernst: Bringing Back the Backlift
Late one afternoon this past summer, Jan and I left our cozy island home off the coast of Nova Scotia for the three mile trip to the mainland. There was rain falling and more rain forecast, and it was “thickafog,” too, as the islanders say—just the sort of night to stay indoors with a good book. But we had to make the trip. History beckoned, in the form of a long-haired, short-coupled dairy farmer from just across the bay in Lunenburg—Gregg Ernst by name—who planned to lift more weight at one time than any man had ever lifted in a fully documented manner. More specifically, Gregg intended to crawl under a massive wooden platform with two small cars on top and lift the whole thing off the ground across his back. Thus the name—backlift.
Since the heyday of professional strongmen and strongwomen at the turn of the century, the backlit has been a popular stunt because it allows a performer to lift thousands of pounds at one time. A hundred years ago, William Kennedy backlifted three large horses, and in later years Josephine Blatt lifted twenty men, Jack Walsh elevated an elephant, and a Texan known as Stout Jackson shouldered several bales of cotton. Obviously, the lifting of such things is much more visually impressive to an average audience than the lifting of iron weights would be.
By specializing in the backlift, Gregg Ernst is continuing a tradition. Physically, Gregg fits the oldtime strongman image. At five eleven and three hundred fifteen pounds, he’s round and burly— like a small bear. With his proportions and flowing hair, he is an almost exact replica of another potent Canadian–the phenomenal Louis Cyr of Quebec. Even Gregg’s training harkens back to earlier times. In these days of stairmasters, spandex, and selectorized weight machines, Gregg works out on his hilltop farm by hoisting boulders, driving fence-posts with an applewood maul, pushing his wagon up hills, lifting thick-handled dumbbells and practicing the backlift.
Thirty-one years old, Gregg is a quiet, modest man much admired in the community, all of which helps to account for the size and staying power of the crowd that came and sat through a wet, blowy night to watch him attempt his historic lift. The occasion was a big local fair—the Bridgewater Exhibition. The exhibition features a midway, of course, along with hundreds of agricultural exhibits, and such things as ox pulls and the tug of war, but the talk of the show this year was whether Gregg could lift the cars. It took a good deal of time to get the platform ready and to drive the cars onto the top and position them but finally the moment came and he bent his broad back under the platform and lifted it clear off the ground to the delight of the several thousand people who stayed through the rain to see a new world record.
Afterward, the entire load was reweighed under the supervision of several officials and the grand total was five thousand, three hundred forty pounds. In the big picture, of course, such an accomplishment has little consequence—just as all athletic accomplishments have little consequence. Even Gregg understands this. In fact, when a reporter asked him what his next goal was, he smiled and said, “Puttin’ away the rest of my hay.” Even so, seen in the context of the history of human performance, what Gregg has done is to walk with the giants of the past and then–when he came to the place where the footsteps of others ended–to continue, alone, walking where no footsteps were.
We want to lend our support to Gregg and to other young people who attempt in one way or another to honor the past by attempting to recreate some of the old strength feats which used to be a large part of the repertoire of any genuine strongman or strongwoman. What we like most to see is a modern lifter who honors the past—as Gregg apparently does—by abstaining from the use of anabolic steroids, so that he approaches the old records with only his natural talent and training to sustain him. Gregg has been fascinated by the backlift since his mid-teens, and has spent years refining the platform he uses and training to increase his strength in this demanding lift. It is, of course, impossible for any advanced strength performer to do a backlift (or any other lift, for that matter) with a weight that represents his true physiological potential in a feat with which he is totally unfamiliar. The truth of this can be seen in the experience of Anthony Clark of Houston. Anthony holds the current record in the bench press with 725 pounds and he has squatted in the neighborhood of 1000 pounds. But when this remarkable young man tried the backlift for the first time in a strongman contest recently, he was only able to hoist seventeen hundred pounds. Obviously, if Anthony spent even half as much time training the backlift as Gregg has done, he would do a great deal more than seventeen hundred pounds. Whether he would reach beyond Gregg’s record is, of course, impossible to say. The point here is that one does not reach truly great weights in any lift unless that lift is practiced regularly, for years, so that the strength and technique it requires can be brought to their maximum level.
We also want to applaud Gregg for doing everything he could to see that the lift was carefully documented. He contacted the Guinness World Records people and he arranged for several high-ranking local elected officials to be present when the reweighing was done. He also saw to it that photographs and videotapes were made of his performance and he asked us to be there to make our own judgment as to the genuineness of his lift. As students of the iron game know, several claims have been made which are in excess of Gregg’s recent record. It has been reported in Ripley’s “Believe It Or Not” column that Thomas “Stout” Jackson lifted 6,472 pounds and in Guinness World Records that Paul Anderson raised 6,270 pounds. Possibly, one or both of these men performed a backlift with the claimed weights, but since adequate documentation is lacking in either case the “official” record must rest in the thick, calloused hands of the young farmer who trained so hard for so long to add his name to the list of history’s giants.
Though the wheels of God grind slowly,
They grind exceeding small,
Though with patience He stands waiting,
With exactness grinds He all.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Remembering Clyde Littlefield and the 1914 Perfect Season
By Terry Todd
October 7, 2014
In the fall of 1914, America had 48 states, Austin had 32,000 residents, and the University of Texas had 2,254 registered students. Theo Bellmont had joined the Athletic Department in 1913 as Director, bringing with him a small bulldog pup later to become known as Pig Bellmont—our unofficial mascot. There were virtually no cars on campus, we’d yet to graduate a Ph.D., and the early rumblings of war in Europe seemed far away from the Forty Acres. Although Austin’s first movie theater—the Crescent—had opened in 1913, student life and entertainment largely revolved around campus activities. At that time—even more than now—sports were the lifeblood of the University, and created a sense of pride and community. Ultimate UT booster Lutcher Stark provided special orange blankets for the team that year bearing the image of a Longhorn as well as the words “Texas Longhorns,” solidifying the team’s name. The 1915 yearbook—The Cactus—summed up the impact of the 1914 team thusly, “Characterized by far more than an unprecedented record of brilliant victories and its unequalled aggregate score, the undefeated 1914 football team will pass into history as the most eminently satisfactory and uniformly perfect team that ever bore the name of Longhorns.”
It’s been one hundred years since the men of that great team drove, and kicked, and threw the football on old Clark Field. However, as our new museum display at the Stark Center demonstrates, the legacy of that singular team and the men who played on it is worth remembering. For one thing, they didn’t just win—they crushed their opponents that season. Against strong schools like Oklahoma, Baylor, Rice, and Haskell—a football powerhouse in those early years—the Horns racked up 17 times more points than their opponents did, outscoring their opponents 358 to 21. Divided out over the eight games they played, the Horns averaged 44.75 points per game, a record that remained unbeaten by any other UT team until the 2005 National Championship team appeared . . . ninety-one years later. What’s more, one member of that team, Leonard “Len” Barrell, scored 14 touchdowns, kicked 34 extra points, and added a field goal for a season total of 121 points—a record that lasted until 1997, when it was broken by Heisman winner Ricky Williams. Barrell, a four-year letterman, played quarterback and halfback, and also punted and kicked for Texas.
Another factor that bears consideration in understanding the singular nature of this team’s amazing record is that the 1914 players, compared to modern major college footballers, were surprisingly small. Barrell, for example, played at 146 pounds, and the heaviest man on the team–center and team captain Louis Jordan–tipped the scales at only 205, and he was heavier by 25 pounds than any other player on the team. The increase in the size of collegiate players over the past century has been, well…enormous. Just how enormous—relative to 1914—can be seen by comparing the weights of the starting 1914 eleven to the starting twenty-two from the 2005 National Championship Team.
- Eleven starters on the 1914 team ranged from 146 lbs. to 205 lbs. and averaged 170.
- Eleven starting offensive players on the 2005 team ranged from 203 lbs. to 345 lbs. and averaged 277.
- Eleven starting defensive players on the 2005 team ranged from 200 lbs. to 315 lbs. and averaged 245.
The reasons for this change include the fact that 1) modern coaches no longer run any boy who “looks fat” until either the fat’s gone or the boy is, 2) the move away from men playing both offense and defense, 3) the escalating use, beginning in the 1960s, of progressive weight training, 4) the rise in the use of anabolic steroids and related substances, and 5) better nutrition and the spread of all-you-can-eat varsity dining halls and supplements high in protein. Also, these days coaches recruit Big and encourage Big.
Besides their small stature, however, the men on the 1914 team were notable in other ways as well. For example, seven of the men associated with that season would be inducted into the very exclusive Longhorn Hall of Honor: Clyde Littlefield, K.L. Berry, Len Barrell, Gus (Pig) Dittmar, James A “Pete” Edmond, Louis Jordan, Alva Carlton, Coach David Allerdice, Trainer and future baseball coach Billy Disch, and “Doc” Henry Reeves, the much-beloved African-American athletic trainer who provided medical care to the football players between 1895 and 1915. No other team in the history of the University has had so many men inducted. Although their Hall of Honor plaques on display in the exhibit provide a glimpse of the achievements of these men, what they fail to explain about them—and their teammates—is how well-rounded they were as students. Nearly all of them played at least one other sport, belonged to a fraternity, and most of them belonged to other campus organizations. Leonard (Len) Barrell, for example, also had starring roles in the University theater productions and, in 1915, was president of the campus-wide Thanksgiving Reception Committee. Louis Jordan, chosen an All-American by Walter Camp, was also the University’s best shot-putter and a member of the Engineering Honor Society. Gus Dittmar played basketball and served on the Student Council, James “Pete” Edmond belonged the prestigious Friar Society, and K.L Berry– who lettered in football, track, and wrestling—also served as Vice President of the UT Student Association before beginning his distinguished military career, during part of which he was a U.S. Army General.
From a sports perspective, the most important member of that great 1914 team was Clyde Littlefield, whose record as a Longhorn letterman and coach is unmatched. He earned 12 letters in three sports at The University—football,
basketball, and track-and-field—and if he’d had the time he would have been a baseball letterman as well. His phenomenal career from 1912 through 1916 coincided with one of the greatest eras in Texas sport. A two-time all-Southwest Conference selection in football, Littlefield played a variety of positions for the ‘Horns, including quarterback, and is credited as having helped popularize the forward pass in college football.
Littlefield also played on three unbeaten basketball teams, was high point man in basketball for two of those years, and earned All-American honors. In track, he never ran on a losing team, and his specialty was hurdling, in which he only lost one race and equaled the collegiate world record (15.2 seconds) in the 120-yard high hurdles. He also won two games for the Longhorn baseball team as a pitcher.
His greatest contribution came, however as a coach. As head football coach from 1927 through 1933, Littlefield won two SWC championships. However, he made a far greater contribution in track and field, where he coached for 43 years. During that time Littlefield’s teams won 25 Southwest Conference titles and featured 12 NCAA champions. In 1925, he co-founded the Texas Relays with Theo Bellmont, and developed the meet into one of the premier events in the sport. He was also a member of the coaching staff for team USA in the 1952 Olympic Games and served in many other capacities within the sport. To celebrate this legacy of excellence, Governor John Connally declared “Clyde Littlefield Day” in the State of Texas on April 2, 1963, to honor Littlefield’s many contributions to U.T. and to the greater world of sport outside the 40 acres.
The 1915 Cactus perhaps put it best when it wrote about the 1914 season: “The past season was perfect. We won, always won. Adversaries melted and spectators stood aghast. In the realm of football we were supreme. But underlying all of these decisive victories and gigantic scores was that most valuable characteristic of the memorable season—‘Texas Spirit.’”
Hook’ Em Horns,
Crenshaw and Kite at the Stark Center
By Terry Todd
December 20, 2013
On December 10th, the Stark Center hosted a party for approximately 125 fans of Austin golf, most of whom were members of the Austin History Center Association and, as such, were also students of the history of this part of Central Texas. The party featured an open bar, a catered buffet, and an informal, extended interview with Tom Kite and Ben Crenshaw, two of golf’s most successful touring professionals. Although from the beginning our main research and collecting focus at the Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports has been on various aspects of physical culture, we decided early on to concentrate on one popular sport—golf.
We chose the Royal and Ancient game for several reasons. For one thing, while we were still in the planning stages of the center we were approached by the family of the late Edmund Hoffman, a UT graduate and lover of golf who had expressed that love by hosting tournaments in Dallas as well as by assembling almost 2000 golf books, many of which are rare. Hoffman’s family had heard of the center and asked us if we would like to have this singular collection. As we already had perhaps 200 significant books on the sport we invited Mr. Hoffman’s widow, Adele—another UT alumnae—and his son, Dr. Richard Hoffman, to visit us in Austin for a discussion. Following that conversation we enthusiastically agreed to accept their generous gift, which was followed some months later by a stipend of over $100,000 to support the hiring of Cindy Slater, our Director of Library Services.
Another reason we decided to make a serious effort to collect materials related to this ancient sport was that Austin and the University of Texas are fortunate enough to lay claim to at least three bona fide golf icons—Harvey Penick, Tom Kite, and Ben Crenshaw. Kite and Crenshaw, of course, are among the game’s greatest players, and Penick is the legendary coaching guru who not only shepherded both boys but went on to co-author with Bud Shrake the most successful sports book in history—Harvey Penick’s Little Red Book–the original of which now resides at the Stark Center thanks to the generosity of Harvey’s son, Tinsley, himself a member of the UT golf team who succeeded his father as head professional at Austin Country Club. Harvey Penick, who was born in Austin in 1905, came to golf through his work as a caddy at Austin Country Club, and soon developed a solid game as well as a solid work ethic—traits which led to his being hired as the club’s “pro” when he was only 19. He remained the golf pro at the ACC for over 50 years, during which time he helped to develop champions including Morris Williams Jr., Betsy Rawls, and Kathy Whitworth, as well as numerous top amateurs.
A third reason for our fondness for golf is that whereas most of our other major sports either tolerate cheating or even celebrate it, the Rules of Golf are universally followed by top players who routinely call penalties on themselves. Is there anything in golf comparable to teaching offensive linemen how to hold an opponent and get away with it, to pitchers doctoring baseballs, to hitters corking their bats, to boxers hitting below the belt, to basketball players intentionally fouling their opponents, to weightlifters taking prohibited substances, and so on? For that matter, who can imagine a tennis match at Wimbledon in which the two men, or women, in the final called their own lines? Or a baseball game in which the pitchers called balls and strikes. Most people give lip service to honoring the rules of sport, or bloviate about the horrors of cheating, but the days are long gone in which the shout once heard across the playing field is taken seriously, “Play up, play up! and play the game!” Except in golf.
Tom Kite, two years Ben Crenshaw’s senior, moved to Austin at the age of ten, and he repeated during the interview his long held belief that the best day of his life was when his father took a job in Austin. Already a skillful player, young Tommy soon won his first tournament—at the age of only eleven. But although Kite was indeed a “boy wonder,” Ben was more wondrous still, shooting a 76 when he was only ten. But both were doubly blessed by coming together under the quiet, watchful eye of Harvey Penick, who had the remarkable insight to always teach them separately as well as differently as their natures and talents were so unlike. Their very approaches to the game were different. Ben preferred to play; Tom relished practice. But although these two mannish boys were rivals throughout their early careers, both now realize how truly lucky they were. “I hated him [when I was first around him],” Tom said during the interview, “because I thought I was good until I saw a boy two years younger who could really, really play. But we played a lot and we had a great time—like brothers. Ours is one of the greatest relationships of my life and I wouldn’t have accomplished what I have without Ben.” “Profound respect,” replied Ben. “From the beginning.”
Tom enrolled at UT two years ahead of Ben. The first year they played on the same team Texas won the National Collegiate Championship, and both tied for first place in individual play. Ben went on to win the individual title twice more before turning pro and stunning the golf world by winning the first PGA Tour title of his career. “He’s the next Palmer, the next Nicklaus,” everyone said, but although Ben never quite reached those heights he recorded 19 PGA Tour titles, two Masters green jackets, became one of the Tour’s most popular players and, in 1999, he captained the US team to its historic comeback victory in the Ryder Cup. His greatest years as a player were in the 1970s and 1980s, and many regard him as the finest putter in the game’s history. Guided by a deep and abiding interest in golf history, Ben segued gracefully into a celebrated career in golf course design. He continues to hold a warm spot in the hearts of golfers everywhere for his emotional Masters win in 1995, his natural flair for the game, and his profound love of golf history—a love manifested by his 800-plus collection of golf books, many of which are old and very rare. Ben is also a significant donor to the Stark Center, having placed one of his Masters trophies at the center along with his Ryder Cup Captain’s Cart, his large file of clippings and videos, and even the uniform worn on the last day of the Masters by his longtime caddy, friend, and now co-author Carl Jackson.
As for Tom, he methodically moved forward after he left UT and joined the pro tour, before long establishing himself as an indefatigable competitor and frequent contender in major championships. He became the first man to earn five million dollars on the PGA Tour and followed that by reaching six, seven, and eight million dollars before anyone else. In 1992 Tom won the US Open, and eventually earned over $9,000,000 on the regular PGA Tour and more still after he reached 50, winning ten times so far on the Champions Tour. Still active as a competitor, in the 2012 US Senior Open Tom carded an unbelievable, record-setting 28 on the first nine holes, the lowest nine-hole score in history for a Senior event.
Tom also made a critical—but little known–contribution to the sport back in the late 1970s. First some background. During the 1970s Diversified Products–an Alabama company that developed and marketed plastic weight plates filled with a sand-like mixture–enjoyed explosive growth and made a great deal of money. Many of the executives of DP were recreational golfers—although none of them trained with weights, ironically enough, but after a group of them went through a two-month program of heavy weight training they noticed that they were longer off the tee and that their games improved in other ways, too. This gave one of the executives, Lanier Johnson, the idea that if he could convince some of the top golfers to take up weight training it might substantially expand the market for DP weights among recreational golfers, most of whom never trained because the thinking in those days in the sport was that heavy lifting would make a person stiff and inflexible, considered ruinous for anyone hoping to play better golf. Johnson, after getting the backing of the CEO of DP, approached Deane Beman, then PGA Tour commissioner, with an offer to provide a tractor-trailer rig designed to be a mobile gym–along with drivers and two professional athletic trainers who would travel with the men’s tour and allow the players to have a private place to train and professionals to help them. Beman, a US Amateur champion and later one of the few to utilize strength training on the tour, liked the idea but suggested to Johnson that they invite a small number of golf pros who would take part in a training study. The idea was that such a training study—undergone by a group of their peers—might be the only way to convince any of the tour players to use the travelling gym. The original idea would be to entice a group of touring pros to take part in the training study, but the only willing golf pros were non-touring club pros—not playing pros on the PGA Tour. However, one touring pro—and a top pro at that—agreed to be a “guinea pig.” That man was Tom Kite. It’s a long story, but Tom took the physical, did the pre-testing under Dr. Frank Jobe at the Centinella Clinic, followed the training protocol at home using gym equipment provided by DP, and did the post-testing. The training study—which included electromyographic analysis revealing which muscles fired, when they fired, and how strongly they fired—demonstrated, not surprisingly, that doing appropriate exercise would make a person more flexible, stronger, and more enduring. The “success” of this study—and particularly the fact that Kite was one of the subjects—convinced Beman to enter into an agreement with DP. Thus it was that a tailor-made tractor-trailer rig staffed by drivers and professional physical therapists began to follow the tour around the country. At first most players were reluctant to make use of the trailer, but some said to themselves, “if it’s good enough for Tom Kite it’s good enough for me.” And when those who followed Tom to the trailer reported positive results, more and more players came too and before long there were two trailers on the PGA tour as well as one on the Senior PGA Tour and one on the LPGA Tour. Now, of course, regular training by the leading golfers is no longer the exception, and Tom Kite—who continues to train hard and maintains the body of a fit man of 40—had a pioneering role in the sea-change seen in golf over the past 35 years. There were, to be sure, exceptional golfers who trained much earlier for strength—men like the mid-20th century amateur Frank Stranahan, who worked out like a competitive weightlifter and the phenomenal Gary Player, who came later than Stranahan but was no less dedicated to his own training regime. Even so, these men were so far ahead of their time and somewhat eccentric in other ways that their exercise programs were dismissed. Not so Kite, who with his willingness to take a chance and listen to his body was crucial to the success of an idea whose time had come, at long last, to golf—the last major sport to board the bandwagon.
Tom Kite and Ben Crenshaw–these two singularly but differently gifted men who have been Austinites for over a half century—have had careers which are strikingly, almost eerily similar. Ben won two major championships; Tom won one, but Tom won considerably more money on the PGA tour than did Ben. But the most amazing similarity between the two is that each man recorded the same—not close to the same but exactly the same—number of official tour victories: 19. Nineteen for Tom. Nineteen for Ben. The two legends are also alike in that both have donated most of their golf memorabilia to the Stark Center, and both have cheered us on as we’ve continued to build our golf collection. These acts of generosity speak to their character, of course, and to their love of the game in which they’ve made their living and their lives, and the reaction of the golf-savvy Austin crowd who came to hear what turned out to be a wonderfully entertaining and clearly heartfelt evening of reflection was everything we hoped it would be.
Clarence Bass at the Stark Center – Conference on Exercise Science and his New Book Take Charge.
By Stark Staff
September 5, 2013
Join us to celebrate the new book Take Charge: Fitness at the Edge of Science and the lifelong achievements of author and bodybuilder Clarence Bass at a symposium on the role of science in exercise prescription. Three panels led by world-renowned experts will discuss the implications of recent research on physical training. The symposium will be held at the H.J. Lutcher Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports, a museum and research library dedicated to physical culture and sports.
This free public conference will be held on Friday, September 27th, 2013. The Stark Center is located in the north end zone of the Darrell K Royal – Texas Memorial Stadium at the University of Texas at Austin. Events are scheduled from 10:30AM-5:00PM. Guests are invited to tour the Stark Center and speak with panelists from 9:30-10:30AM.
Panel 1: Aerobics/Strength Alliance 10:30AM-12:00PM; Professor Edward Coyle (Univ. Texas) discusses new research suggesting aerobic training and strength training may not be the discrete categories we think they are.
Panel 2: The Rise of Intervals 1:30-3:00PM; Professor Joe Signorile (Univ. Miami) compares the effectiveness of interval training to steady-state aerobic training.
Panel 3: Forget Heavy, Think Effort 3:30-5:00PM; Professor Richard Winett (Virginia Tech Univ.) will speak on the importance of effort, not weight lifted, for muscle growth and retention.
Panel commentators include Professor Kevin Fontaine (Univ. Alabama-Birmingham); Dave Goodin, MS, personal trainer and competitive bodybuilder; Dean Brignac, gym owner; Parker Reed, recreational runner and lifter; Professor Wade Smith (Univ. of Colorado School of Medicine); and Doug McGuff, MD, gym owner and author of Body by Science.
University of Texas Professor Emeritus Waneen Spirduso, author of Physical Dimensions of Aging, will speak at a private dinner following the conference. Clarence Bass will be signing copies of Take Charge, available for purchase, from 3:00-3:30PM.
For more information about Clarence Bass, visit his website at www.cbass.com. Conference guests can stay at the nearby AT&T Executive Education Conference Center. Reservations can be made online at http://www.meetattexas.com/ or call 512-404-3600.
Longhorn Network Series Game Changers Features Jan and Terry Todd
By Stark Staff
September 2, 2013
UT’s exclusive channel, the Longhorn Network, featured the H.J. Lutcher Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports co-directors Dr. Jan and Dr. Terry Todd in its series Game Changers on August 18th. In this documentary the Todds look back on their careers as world-class weightlifters, discuss physical culture, and introduce viewers to the Stark Center. See the episode excerpt at http://www.utexas.edu/gamechangers/past-speakers/todd
Dr. Jan Todd, Fellow in the Roy J. McLean Fellowship in Sport History, is a Professor in the Department of Kinesiology and Health Education at UT, Todd directs the Ph.D. program in Sport Studies; directs the Sport Management program; and teaches courses in: The History of Sport and Physical Activity, Critical Issues in American Sport History, Sport Philosophy, Sport and Ethics, and Historical and Ethical Issues in Physical Culture and Sport. In September 2011, Dr. Todd was named a Fellow in the National Academy of Kinesiology for her many contributions to the field.
Dr. Terry Todd has published five books, including Herschel Walker’s Basic Training (Doubleday, 1989), and more than 400 articles in both popular and academic publications, including Sports Illustrated, Readers’ Digest, the Journal of Sport History, Men’s Journal, and the National Strength and Conditioning Association Journal. He lectures often around the nation on the subjects of drugs in sports, conditioning, and sport/fitness history. From 1983-1995 he co-coached UT’s lifting teams, which won many national championships and set many national records.
Game Changers profiles prominent faculty and staff at the University of Texas at Austin. See episodes at http://www.utexas.edu/gamechangers.
For other Longhorn Network programs, including UT Athletics shows, go to http://espn.go.com/longhornnetwork/. Note: as of September 9th, the episode on the Todds has not yet been uploaded to the site. We will provide a link to the full episode when available.
Texas Exes Publication Alcade Features Stark Center’s “Longhorn Legacy: 100 Years of Football Programs” On-Line Exhibit
By Stark Staff
September 1, 2013
Alcade, the official publication of UT alumni organization Texas Exes, featured a project by Dr. Jan Todd, co-director of the H.J. Lutcher Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports. In collaboration with the Dolph Briscoe Center for American History and UT Athletics, Dr. Todd has cataloged over 100 football programs going back to UT’s first game against the Dallas Football Club in 1893.
Today, football programs are glossy magazines with photographs and player stats and bios. At their inception, Texas football programs were a way to help fans understand the rules of the game and identify the players. Rather than photographs, which were impractical at the time, early programs featured beautiful color illustrations. Designed by both local artists and national distributors, each program had a unique look. Dr. Todd notes that the programs document history in a way no other item can. “They tell a story,” she says, “not just about UT and football, but about American history. The programs often mention that game’s special events—Band Night, or Father’s Day, or honoring veterans—and give a glimpse into what life was like.”
Alcade article and a slideshow of several programs is available here
“Longhorn Legacy: 100 Years of Football Programs” can be found here.
By Terry Todd
March 23, 2013
Early this morning Jan and I received a call from the family of Joe Weider that he had just died of natural causes in a local hospital near his home. To say that Joe was a giant in the world of physical culture would be an understatement, and a case could be made that his reach and influence in North America during the 20th century in that broad field exceeded that of any person living or dead. This reach and influence will be the subject of an upcoming special issue of Iron Game History, the journal we began in 1990. Over the 23 years that we’ve published IGH, we’ve only devoted an entire issue to one man–John Grimek–a legendary bodybuilder and weightlifter who was one of Joe Weider’s early inspirations and a personal friend in their later years.
As for Joe’s influence on the Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports, it’s not an exaggeration to say that had it not been for the generosity of Joe Weider there would be no Stark Center. No Joe and Betty Weider Museum filled with the paintings and sculptures they collected over the years and gave to us so we could share them with the wider world. Besides the art collection, Joe pledged $2,000,000 to allow us to expand the work we’ve done at the university, and their support of our dream gave us the courage to approach The University for the space in which to build our research center and to approach the Stark Foundation for the $5,500,000 to actually build it.
Joe Weider was Jewish, but he was also our patron saint.
Memories of Coach Royal
By Terry Todd
December 11, 2012
Early in the morning on November 7th, Darrell K Royal—the iconic former football coach at the University of Texas who had fallen under the dread sway of Alzheimer’s a couple of years earlier—died as the result of a fall and a following heart attack. Hearing the news I fell, myself—one of tens of thousands of Texans who had grown to think of “Coach” as Family. Royal and I were classmates of a sort, from the class of 1956. Coach came to the Austin campus in December of that year to take over a stalled football program. He was 32 years old. When he arrived I was already on the campus, having enrolled as a freshman in September. I was 18. I’d begun training with weighs three months before, and even though I was an active member of UT’s tennis team the weights had so imparadised my mind during the summer that I almost never missed a workout even though my tennis coach—the former Davis Cupper Wilmer Allison—quickly made it clear that he could tell just by looking at me what I was doing, and that he wanted me—required me, in fact—to stop doing it. But of course I didn’t, although over the next couple of years I kept it quiet and, as I began to occasionally enter weightlifting competitions, I always entered under assumed names—Paul Hepburn and Doug Anderson being my favorites. (Doug Hepburn and Paul Anderson were the top Superheavies in weightlifting at that time.)
Time on the “Forty Acres” passed for Coach and me, and after two more years he’d put his team on a path toward the dominance they’d maintain over the next couple of decades and I’d decided to put down my racket and focus all my attention on weightlifting. By that time I’d grown to 240 pounds and become larger than every man on the football team but one, who weighed 245. This was only the late 50s, remember, and while I’d been assiduously doing the pulls, squats, and presses that gradually thickened my muscles the players on the UT football team were only running, doing calisthenics, running, and, of course scrimmaging and playing games—plus more running. They grew very little, of course, not having been introduced to the transformative magic of progressive resistance exercise.
By 1960 I weighed approximately 270 pounds. Meanwhile, after a terrific season in 1959 when they went 9-2 and ranked #4 in the nation the UT football team dropped to 7-3-1 in 1960 and fell to #17 by the end of the season. In any case, early in 1961 the word came down one day that Coach wanted me to come to his office. “What could this be about?” I wondered aloud to my training partners, one of whom joked that Coach probably wanted to check on whether I had any remaining eligibility. But of course that was not it. Instead, Coach shook my hand, asked me to sit down, and said he wanted to talk to me, “off the record.” He went on to say that he’d heard about me from some of his players, who were friends of mine, and that he’d watched me play tennis a couple of times. “You’re an athlete,” he said, “and what I’d like for you to do is to tell me why my players should be lifting heavy weights like you do. You probably know that the only weights our head trainer has our boys use are really light—never more than 40 pounds in any lift and not very often.”
I tried not to let Coach see how pleased I was by his question, and as calmly as I could I began to lay out the arguments that I’d absorbed from the pages of the “muscle magazines” I avidly read at that time, especially Strength & Health. I said that I believed multi-joint, heavy weight training was the very best thing his men could be doing as it would increase their bodyweight as well as their explosive power, and I explained that in my own case I was able to jump a little higher at 270 pounds than I could when I began training with weights at about 195. Coach was listening carefully, and so I also told him about the many great athletes who trained with weights—the decathlete Bob Richards, the shot putters Parry O’Brien and Bill Nieder, the baseball player Jackie Jensen, the basketball player Wilt Chamberlain, and the All-American football players Stan Jones, Piggy Barnes, Jim Taylor, and Billy Cannon. “Cannon,” Coach said, shaking his head, “I know they say he’s been lifting heavy for years but when I saw films of him I couldn’t believe his speed. Back when I played all my coaches told me that lifting heavy weights was the worst thing I could do—that they’d tie me up so I couldn’t even comb my hair and that they’d make me stiff and slow. I’d like to have a slow boy like Cannon myself.”
Encouraged, I then went on to explain how Cannon had begun his heavy work with weights with all his high school teammates in Louisiana during the summer before his senior year, and how the team had gone undefeated that fall and Cannon in the spring had won state in the hundred yard dash as well as the shot put—and that he’d gone on and done the same thing at LSU once Coach Paul Dietzel was convinced to put the whole team on a heavy program with the weights. Coach Royal had been listening carefully, but then he really surprised me by saying that he had to be careful making any changes in his team’s training program because the head trainer, Frank Medina, was dead set against lifting heavy weights. “Frank has a lot of support here on campus, and if I pushed for a complete change I know he’d push back. And if we did make a change and we had some injuries or a bad year it would all come back on me.”
I could hear what Coach was saying, as I’d had a run-in with Medina myself a few years earlier when I went to see him about a back injury I’d sustained playing tennis in my sophomore year. The tennis players almost never visited the training room because we knew it was mainly for football, so when I walked in I introduced myself and my problem to Medina, who lacked two inches of being five feet tall. “I know who you are, Todd,” he said with a scowl. “You’re the weightlifter. No wonder you’re having problems with your back. Just look at you. If you keep lifting it’ll just get worse. So stop it and don’t come back with any problems unless you stop lifting those weights.” As evidence that Coach was truly leery of countermanding his head trainer, he didn’t make the change to heavy training until several years later.
By that time I’d begun work on my doctoral degree, and I was still training hard as a weightlifter and beginning to pay some attention to the new kid on the block—powerlifting. But during that period—probably 1962 or so—I got a call from one of the football coaches asking me if I’d mind taking a look at Don Talbert, an All-Southwest Conference defensive tackle, who was getting ready to turn pro and wanted to gain some weight. I knew about Talbert, of course, as he was one of three brothers, all of whom played for Texas and all of whom were tall and rangy—like big, rawboned cowboys. But when Don came in and I tested him on the bench press, I was absolutely astonished to see that he could only do two or three reps with the Olympic bar and a pair of 45s—135 pounds was almost his limit, and the way the bar moved in and out of the groove on the long way to his long arms’ length was proof that he had no experience at all with this most basic of football lifts. (Later that day Tolbert deadlifted 405 pounds, which revealed the sort of good basic strength often seen among working men and non-weight trained athletes.)
But once Coach made the move to a more modern approach to training football players the Longhorns solidified their status as a perennial power, winning three national team titles during the 1960s. During that period Charlie Craven, a young faculty member who to this day helps with the rehabilitation of injured UT players, had a central role as he gradually introduced heavier weights into the program. Finally, in 1978—shortly after Coach Royal had stepped down as Head Coach and become the Director of Intercollegiate Athletics—UT hired their first full time “Strength Coach,” Dana LaDuc. A former Longhorn field event specialist, LaDuc, who had won the national collegiate championship in the shot put in 1976, began to oversee the weight program for football with the full support of Coach Royal, who spent most of his career as a skeptic of heavy weights for athletes before he realized that, in football, “heavy” was the light at the end of the tunnel.
As for Frank Medina, I interviewed him in 1984 about how things had changed since the days when I’d lettered at UT and he’d been in charge of all of the training done by the Longhorn players. When I visited him at his home that day, Medina had been retired for seven years, but I found him to be an unhappy and–where training theory was concerned–unreconstructed man. As we talked about the sea-changes which had taken place during his 32 years as the Head Trainer, I asked him what he thought of the about face. “We never used weights in my early days here,” Medina recalled, “…and I didn’t believe in it…I still don’t believe in all that heavy stuff. I always said that if God wanted a boy to be bulgy He’d have made him bulgy.”
Having grown fairly bulgy myself by 1964, I left UT in the fall of that year to become managing editor of Strength & Health magazine. I didn’t return for any length of time until 1983, when my wife, Jan, and I came back to UT and began to teach and build our library. Before I joined the faculty, I was teaching at Auburn University in Alabama and writing occasional articles for Sports Illustrated on subjects relating to strength. One of the articles—“Still Going Strong,” published in November of 1970–was a profile of the All-Pro lineman Robert “Bob” Young, who was then starring for the Houston Oilers under Coach Bum Phillips. By that time Young, at the age of 38, was the oldest offensive guard in the National Football League and, two years earlier, had become the oldest man in NFL history selected to play in his first Pro Bowl. (This transformation occurred after Young had spent over a decade as a journeyman guard in the NFL without the benefit of any weight training at all even as it had begun to be used by almost all the down lineman in the league. Finally–spurred to train by the world powerlifting titles being won by his younger, smaller brother Doug—Bob began to work heavy in earnest, and the training plus his freakish natural strength quickly transformed him into the strongest man in football as well as into what Jim Hanifan, his line coach in St. Louis, said was the best offensive lineman in the NFL.) In an odd but interesting way, Young’s college career had touched both my own career as well as that of Coach Royal and, as I was gathering information for the article, I wanted to interview Coach—who years before had won the recruiting war for Young–about his recollection of those long gone days.
When I called to explain my assignment from Sports Illustrated, Coach said he’d be happy to speak to me about “Robert,” adding that his memories were bittersweet. By then Royal had retired as the Texas coach, but he retained an almost mystical reputation on campus because of his remarkable successes as well as his character as a man—a reputation he retained throughout his life and which continues now that he’s gone. When I sat down with him in his office, we exchanged recollections of those early days before the coming of weight training and of how profoundly they had changed the game itself as well as the size and strength of the men who played it.
But when the talk turned to Young, Coach said, “We’ve had a lot of young men here since I came, and I’ve seen some phenomenal athletes, but the only one either here or anywhere else I know of who had the same sort of God-given raw talent for the game of football was Earl Campbell. Robert and Earl had it all—strength, speed, quickness, size, balance, coordination, and an almost instinctive insight into the nature of the game. When we could motivate him I saw Robert do things I never thought I’d see a 17-year-old boy do. None of our varsity players was a match for him one-on-one. He was voted the outstanding freshman lineman in the Southwest Conference, but even then he never played up to his potential. Had he stayed eligible here and gotten serious, there’s little doubt in my mind he’d have been at least a two-time All-American, an Outland Trophy winner, and a million or two dollars richer than he is now. One of the things I’m sorriest about is that we couldn’t manage to keep Robert eligible.”
I told Coach that I suffered some similar frustration myself back then after a weight training friend of mine from Robert’s hometown of Brownwood begged me to come with him to a local gym and watch Robert being tested on the lift my friend revered over all others—the Push Press. I finally agreed to come but I told my friend that if he wanted to really test the basic strength of a teenager who had never trained with weights it would be wiser to test him on the Deadlift, which didn’t require the timing, coordination, and “knack” of a lift like the Push Press. However, my friend wouldn’t be swayed and so we tested Robert’s Push Press –“Not the Push Jerk, by God, the Push PRESS! No bending of the knees after driving the bar off the shoulders!”
Anyway, when we got to the gym and I met Robert, my conviction grew that he had no chance at all to Push Press a heavy weight because his shoulders and upper arms showed no evidence at all of any weight training. He was, however, very thick from his chest down to his thighs—rotund and portly, like a young, well-fed bear. However, as I watched my friend show Robert how to do a “correct Push Press,” and watched Robert began to lift I went from being impressed to being shocked to being absolutely flabbergasted as the bar went up and up and up again—from 135 pounds in fairly small jumps all the way to 300 pounds. Three Hundred Pounds! I have little doubt that many seasoned lifters—especially weightlifters–will be convinced when they read the figures I’ve just written that after all these years I’ve simply forgotten. And some will think I’m trying to add to the Young Legend, since we became close friends later in life. But I saw him do it, and I’ll never forget it.
I should add that there was no “pressing” at all in Robert’s Push Presses. He simply took the bar off of a squat rack, stepped back, bent his knees and then drove the bar overhead so fast that it never slowed down until it was locked out overhead. Perhaps more amazing, Robert never lost his balance. Later, as I thought about what appeared to be a miracle, I realized that Robert had such prodigious explosive power in his legs, hips, and body that they drove the bar over his head and such precise coordination that he could balance and control his body like a seasoned lifter. After having seen what he could do, I did everything I could to convince him to begin heavy training. I even promised I’d pick him up at his dorm, take him to the weight room, and take him back again. But although he went with me a couple of times he was just too interested in sleeping late, eating huge meals, and leaving his dorm in the early evening focused on fun. But both Coach and I knew a puredee phenomenon when we saw one.
The next direct interaction I had with Coach happened in 1984, soon after I joined the UT faculty and began to pay my respects to some of the people who had been here back when I left. The main reason I wanted to talk to Coach was that I already had hopes of creating a place on campus where artifacts of all sorts related to the rich history of Varsity Athletics at UT, particularly football, could be showcased. As a letterman myself I’d always believed that it would be a smart play for UT to build a museum in which it could pay its respects to the hundreds, even thousands, of young men and young women who had put so much sweat equity into the building of the Longhorn brand. (In the spirit of full disclosure, I should add that another one of my reasons for suggesting such a museum to Coach was that I thought it might also be a place where Jan and I could house our growing physical culture collection and share it with others.)
In any case, once I sat down to make my pitch to Coach for such a facility I soon reached the point at which I asked him if he had any items such as letters, photos, and tapes that he might be willing to contribute. At that moment his face clouded over and he began to shake his head. “I’m ashamed to tell you what I have to tell you,” he said, “but back when the time came that I stepped down as the Athletic Director I wanted to clear my office out as soon as I could. So one day I asked my assistant to bring in some big trash cans.” Trash cans. Those words chilled me, and I knew more bad news was coming. Sure enough, Coach went on to describe how he began to pull out the drawers of his long bank of filing cabinets and dump the contents into the trash cans. “I still can’t believe I threw all those letters away,” he said. “Most of them were from a long time ago and lots of them were from players and coaches. By then I had thousands of letters, and many’s the day when I’ve wished I still had them.”
Even so–in the strange way life has of sometimes reaching back, taking hold of a woof out of the past and pulling it through the warp of the here and now so that a solid fabric is made whole again–we were contacted early last year by Jenna McEachren, a gifted writer and good friend of the Royal family. Jenna—who had by then just finished a manuscript of a recently-published book about Coach—explained to us that Edith Royal, Coach’s wife of over 60 years, had a large number of personal photo albums she’d accumulated over the years and that she and Coach might be willing to donate them to the archives of the Stark Center. We of course told Jenna we’d be delighted to see, care for, and display the albums, and we invited her to bring Mrs. Royal to visit the center. That visit began a series of meetings and discussions which led in time to the gift last summer of 29 large photo albums covering the major aspects of the amazing life she and Coach had together. During one of our early meetings I told Mrs. Royal about the meeting I had with Coach in 1984 when he revealed that he’d disposed of his vast collection of correspondence, and that he’d regretted it ever since. “Well,” Mrs. Royal said, smiling, “that was a shame, but thank goodness I’ve always been a saver.”
Here’s how I see this story. Edith understood that even after the passing of the three decades since he emptied his filing cabinets—and even with the late onset of Alzheimer’s disease–Coach would be pleased to know that some of the countless photos taken of him, his friends, and his family would wind up in a facility dedicated to sports and fitness. However that might be, last summer Jan and I drove to the Royal’s beautiful condo overlooking the Hill Country, boxed up those 29 albums, carried them back to UT, and put them in a safe, secure, and climate-controlled part of the Stark Center where they’ll remain until later this year when we mount a photo exhibit featuring this wise, charismatic man who during the 20 years he coached football here had the best record of any man in the country; the respect of US Presidents; and the friendship and love of rowdy, whisky-drinking singers and and songwriters like Willie and Waylon and Jerry Jeff—artists who paid that love forward by sharing the stage with and befriending the long-haired, dope-smoking , creative harbingers of a changing world and, in the process, laying the groundwork for what’s now known from Belgrade to Borneo as the live music capitol of the world.
The foundation of Coach’s fame flowed from his dominance in one of the most violent of sports, but early on he understood that everybody deserves to be treated with respect and that we’d all be better off if we’d just let one another be. One of the many things which speak to Coach’s character is his often-repeated admission that he should have integrated his football team sooner than he did. No one forced him to admit it. But he owned up to it even so, just as he admitted to me a half century ago that when he watched Billy Cannon light the grass on fire he knew that what his coaches had taught him and what he’d taught the players about lifting heavy weights was dead wrong. I felt honored that Coach called me in for a talk that day and I felt honored to share the truth my body told me. Now that he’s gone on ahead—and thanks to Edith Royal’s saving grace–I’m honored to have such a rich photographic record of their life together and honored to have it here, in a stadium which bears his name.
A Historian at the Crossroads of History
By Stark Staff
December 3, 2012
In early September 2012, Dr. Paul Dimeo, arrived at the Stark Center on the University of Texas campus. Dimeo, a professor and sport historian from the University of Stirling in Stirling, Scotland, has been visiting UT as a Fulbright Scholar, and he has been using the archives available at the Stark Center and surrounding areas.
“I wanted to come [to Texas] specifically because I had already been working with Dr. Hunt…It’s also the kind of information and archives that are available here [at the Stark Center],” said Dimeo. “It’s probably the best anywhere for what I’m interested in doing.”
Dimeo began the application process for the Fulbright Scholar over 18 months ago. The scholarship has funded his research project entitled, ‘The Doping of Elite Athletes in International Sport and the Politics of the Cold War, 1950-1990’, which he has been working on during his three-month Fulbright term at the University of Texas at Austin. So far, with the assistance of Dr. Thomas Hunt, Dr. Matthew Bowers and Ph.D. student Scott Jedlicka, Dr. Dimeo has produced two articles in relation to his research topic, which have been submitted to various academic journals.
“Paul is one of the world’s leading experts on the culture and politics of doping,” said Hunt. “It was a natural fit for him to come here…We have a unique archive access here on campus to the former East German documents. We gained some new political insights about the Stasi doping system in East Germany.”
Dimeo says that if he had not been named a Fulbright Scholar, his research project would have to have been postponed.
“I wouldn’t have been able to do the more historical research on the Cold War, East Germany and what was happening at the same time in North America without coming to the Stark Center,” said Dimeo. “It’s a really unique place, and if I hadn’t won Fulbright I would have been doing some other projects. I really needed a stretch of time here, just to get to know what was in the archives and what else was available.”
Dimeo will be sharing his findings, as well as his entire Fulbright experience, during a special presentation at the Stark Center on December 7 at 2:00 p.m. The lecture is open to the public, but if you are interested, please contact the Stark Center at (512) 471-4890 to reserve a seat.
Basketball and American Culture: A Special Symposium featuring Bill Bradley
By Stark Staff
November 30, 2012
NBA Hall of Fame member and former U.S. Senator Bill Bradley said it best. “[Basketball] is the gift that never stops giving. The game is full of great joy and great memory. It needs to be celebrated.”
As part of the campus-wide celebration, “The Naismith Rules of Basket Ball”, Bradley spoke at the November 29th Basketball and American Culture: A Special Symposium, presented by the H.J. Lutcher Stark Center. Bradley, who was educated at Princeton, was a Rhodes scholar at Oxford, in addition to his storied basketball career including a 1964 Olympic Gold Medal and two NBA championships with the New York Knicks, spoke about the values of the game of basketball and how it affected him personally.
The event featured additional speakers Dr. Dan Nathan, Dr. Reuben A. Buford May and Professor Madeleine Blais, who each have an impressive background in sport history and have produced celebrated works in the field.
Notable attendees include Edith Royal, Jody Conradt, Suzanne Booth, Karen Aston, Ross Ohlendorf, and Mark Henry.
Naismith’s “Original Rules of Basket Ball” will be on display at the Blanton Museaum of Art until January 13, 2013.
To read more about the event, click here.
|Senator Bradley and Terry Todd listen to Ross Ohlendorf||Senator Bradley with Suzanne Booth and Ross Ohlendorf||The Longhorn Network was on site for the event|
|Jody Conradt introduces Senator Bill Bradley||Senator Bill Bradley addresses the crowd||The Alumni Center Ballroom was full for the event|
|Terry Todd, Reuben May, Suzanne Booth, Bill Bradley, Madeleine Blais, Dan Nathan, Jan Todd, Jody Conradt||Mark Henry, Bill Bradley and Jody Conradt||Bill Bradley with Karen Aston|
|Bill Bradley with Edith Royal||Dr. Dan Nathan addresses the audience||Dr. Reuben A. Buford May talks about his book|
|Professor Madeleine Blais||Dr. May answers an audience member’s question|
Basketball great Bill Bradley to speak at UT (austin360.com preview)
By Digital Archivist
November 28, 2012
Austin360.com‘s Pam LeBlanc previews our upcoming symposium on her fitness blog:
Stark Institute for Olympic Studies Hosts 1968 U.S. Olympic Team Reunion
By Stark Staff
November 2, 2012
On Saturday, October 27th, more than 40 Olympians who represented the United States in the 1968 Olympic Games in Mexico City, along with spouses, friends and family members, arrived in Austin for a special reunion weekend.
The reunion was organized by the Stark Center’s Dr. Thomas Hunt, the 1968 US Olympic Team’s reunion coordinator, Tom Lough (1968 Modern Pentathlon) with assistance from Desiree Harguess, and Cindy Slater. It was a two day affair and included an extensive program at the Stark Center on Saturday followed by a BBQ lunch.
The highlight of the presentation to the Olympians on Saturday was the discussion by Dr. Hunt of the 1968 Olympic Team Oral History Project on which Dr. Hunt and a group of graduate students have been working for the past several years. Dr. Hunt and his students have now interviewed more than 70 Olympians, and their interviews are gradually being added to the on-line didgital archives of the Stark Center. To learn more about the 1968 Oral History project, click here.
Presenting the Stark Electronic Archive
By Digital Archivist
June 27, 2012
You may have read the headline and sensibly asked yourself, “what is an electronic archive?” In a few words, the Stark E-Archive is the latest in our ongoing efforts to facilitate physical culture scholarship and education.
The words “electronic” and “archive” might seem strange in apposition, but they fit. We plan to have this new system house the bulk of our new born digital and newly digitized materials. In addition, it will serve more and more as the central store for many of our available, but variously located, ebooks and other e-materials. In this way, the Stark E-Archive will simplify and ease access to our electronic materials. The miracles of the digital age made manifest at the Stark!
More than a Web portal to our archives, the Stark E-Archive is an archive itself. With the World Wide Web, the definitions of and roles for archives have enlarged. No longer are they solely physical places. The Stark E-Archive reflects traditional archival roles of stewardship, of curation, of preservation, while incorporating the excitement of the Web, of instantaneous and always available access. This is why the E-Archive is more than just a Web ready consolidation of previously and newly available Stark Center material–it is a radical step forward in how we manage our electronic materials in the charge of serving our users.
What we find particularly interesting about the Stark E-Archive is that it is a near raw space. As a counterpart and extension of our physical archival, it functions as a resource for creators and seekers. Unlike the items in the stacks, however, the E-Archive materials are constantly in public view from moment one. In the Stark Center’s capacities as a library and museum, we marvel at the tremendous efforts of librarians, archivists, scholars, and otherwise, to process and exhibit the materials in our archive. These context building and descriptive activities surrounding objects of historical importance are essential to our mission. But these activities come at the cost of access, time and space constraints. And for every featured exhibit, there are countless items wanting the same treatment. The Stark E-Archive permits a transparent environment where many physical culture objects may be accessed and used throughout the various stages of processing and context building.
The Stark Digital Archive is available at archives.starkcenter.org or by selecting “Stark Digital Archive” from the Stark Center’s main navigation menu. The Stark E-Archive is powered by Dspace. If you have any questions, technical or otherwise, or comments, please contact the Digital Archivist: firstname.lastname@example.org.
Iron Game Historians
By Terry Todd
May 16, 2012
Until a week ago, here at the Stark Center things had been humming at a higher rate than ever during the spring semester, at least as far as the “doing” of History is concerned. I say that in part because David Webster, Scotland’s venerable chronicler of the strength sports, had been here with us since early January–engaged in research on several projects and especially on a book about the history of wrestling, which he’s coauthoring with his friend and fellow Scot Willie Baxter. (This will be just one of the more-than-30 books written by the indefatigable Webster.) But besides David — who has spent three months or so at the Stark Center during each of the last three years — Professor of History John Fair has been in residence here since early February.
Another Weider Gift
By Terry Todd
February 13, 2012
In 2008, Joe and Betty Weider donated a second million dollars to the H.J. Lutcher Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports at the University of Texas, and as a way to thank the Weiders for their many contributions to the fields of exercise and health as well as for their financial support to the university, The Joe and Betty Weider Museum of Physical Culture was established within the Stark Center. In addition to the million dollars, the Weiders also gave almost all of their personal art collection relating to the field of physical culture. A small part of that collection came to the Stark Center at that time, and just this week a larger part of the Weider Collection arrived at our facility. This most recent gift consisted of the remaining five portraits of prominent bodybuilders painted by the late Thomas Beecham. We already had the portraits of Franco Columbu, Lee Haney, and Larry Scott, and they’re now joined by the larger-than-life-size images of Arnold Schwarzenegger, Lou Ferrigno, Frank Zane, Dorian Yates, and Rick Wayne. In addition to the famous portraits in the Beecham Series, we received a bronze bust of Eugen Sandow dressed as the prominent businessman that he was, a bronze from the early 20th century of a gladiator, and a gold-plated enlargement of the Sandow pose used for the “Olympia” trophies. All of these pieces came with the same marble bases on which they were displayed for many years at the Weider Building. The most significant addition to the Weider Museum is a painting of Eugen Sandow as a Roman gladiator done in 1893 by the well-known artist Aubrey Hunt. Approximately 8’6” high and 5’6” wide and in an elaborate frame, the portrait depicts Sandow’s entire body as he stands near the center of a coliseum dressed in a leopard-skin and wearing Roman sandals. Although not a particularly accurate representation of Sandow’s physique and bodily proportions, it is nonetheless definitely the nonpareil himself. The Hunt Sandow has hung high on the wall for many years in the entry hall of the Weider Building as the featured painting in the collection, and it will be the featured painting in the Weider Museum here at UT as well. This unique portrait has had a long and interesting back-story and in our next issue of Iron Game History David Chapman, author of the definitive biography Sandow the Magnificentwill discuss this majestic, significant, and striking work of art. It would be hard to overstate our gratitude to the Weiders—Joe, Betty, and Ben Weider’s son, Eric, who now serves as the C.E.O. of Weider Enterprises—for their ongoing willingness to share with the wider world the treasures as well as the treasure the family has collected and earned over the years. I believe that Jan and I speak for fans and students of physical culture everywhere when we send a thousand thanks to the Weider family for what they have done and are still doing for the iron game in general and for UT in particular.
The Weider Museum Documentary
By Terry Todd
November 4, 2011
The reception to celebrate the official opening of the Joe and Betty Weider Museum of Physical Culture was private, and only invited guests were allowed to take photographs or to videotape the occasion. Almost 200 professional photographs—taken by several leading photographers including John Balik, the publisher and editor of Iron Man magazine and Robert Gardner, a longtime fashion and sport photographer who also worked for the Weider magazines for decades, are already up on our website. As for moving images, the main video team was from MUSL, a group intent on creating a cable channel focusing on all aspects of physical culture. (Their website is www.musltv.com.)
We Give You…The Hackenschmidt Scrapbook
By Terry Todd
July 18, 2011
The main point of today’s post is to announce that we have just placed on our Stark Center Research Page a digitized, searchable version of one of our most important documents—the almost 600-page scrapbook owned for decades by George Hackenschmidt, the World Wrestling Champion during the early part of the 20th century. The entire scrapbook is included on our site, and it is very gratifying to the Stark Center team to be able to make this unique artifact available.
The Stark Center Welcomes NASSH 2011
By Terry Todd
May 27, 2011
The H.J. Lutcher Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports is pleased and even a bit proud to have played a role in attracting the annual conference of the North American Society for Sport History to the University of Texas at Austin. Based on the latest projections, approximately 210 sport and physical culture historians will spend three full days in Austin giving papers, hearing papers, attending meetings, and enjoying the fellowship of like-minded folk from North America as well as the wider world beyond. What’s more, quite a few of the people coming to the conference are either coming early or staying over a few days the following week in order to use the resources of the Stark Center for research.
From the Iron Game to the Auld Game
By Terry Todd
January 19, 2011
Those who know a bit—or a lot—about the collecting my wife Jan and I have done over the past decades realize that our focus has been on Physical Culture, broadly defined. (Those who remain unclear about what the term “Physical Culture” means might want to take a look at one of the earlier posts in this blog—“Physical Culture,” which appeared on September 23, 2009.) This “field” was the focus of our collecting because of our personal backgrounds as well as our understanding, as historians, that although there were many excellent libraries inside and outside the United States which dealt with various competitive sports, there were no significant public libraries with a focus on the sort of purposeful exercise which is the basis of most of what we know as Physical Culture.
Elmer Bitgood’s Boulder Bell
By Terry Todd
December 14, 2010
This is the first of what I hope will be more regular and frequent additions to the Director’s Blog, which I allowed to lapse some months ago due to a combination of other time demands related to the Stark Center, travel, several lengthy writing projects and, of course, procrastination—my old standby. Anyway, I have notes on about 20 new blogs and will do my best to stay on task as we move forward and keep people informed about activities here at the Stark Center. For one thing, we’re fortunate to have recently received a number of wonderful additions to the Center’s various components—the Joe and Betty Weider Museum of Physical Culture, the Todd-McLean Library, and the Sports Gallery. In the first of the new blogs, I want to explain a bit about one of these additions–an artifact from a unique group of primitive weights which are more or less what Barney Rubble might have lifted—and how we acquired it for display in the Weider Museum. So here goes:
By Terry Todd
May 12, 2010
For whatever reason, hands and hand strength have always fascinated me. Perhaps it began with seeing my maternal grandfather, Marvin Williams, break the shell of a native pecan by the pressure of the thumb and forefinger of one hand—a truly difficult stunt. In any case, my fascitation blossomed in my late teens and early 20s as I ploughed through the extensive collection of magazines about strength training assembled by my friend and mentor Professor Roy “Mac” McLean. (more…)
OUR BODY: The Universe Within (Closed Exhibit)
By Terry Todd
April 14, 2010
Update: Exhibit Closed. Click here to see our current exhibit.
Following a month of complicated negotiations, the Stark Center is very pleased to announce the opening of a major traveling exhibit, which will be the inaugural presentation in the Joe and Betty Weider Museum of Physical Culture. Because of unanticipated hold-ups with the construction of several permanent displays for the Weider Museum, we decided to join forces with the owners of an exhibit–OUR BODY: The Universe Within-as a way to bring visitors to the Center, generate revenue, make use of the beautiful museum, and fulfill our mission of sharing knowledge about the history and importance of physical culture.
By Terry Todd
March 24, 2010
Sorry to be away for so long but the combination of our work here at the Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports and the month-long run-up to the annual Arnold Strongman Classic we direct for Jim Lorimer at the unimaginably large Arnold Sports Festival in Columbus, Ohio left us with little time for blogging. However, before my iron game-lifelong pal David Webster actually leaves Texas to his home in the bosky dells of seaside Scotland I wanted to share with readers how fortunate Jan and I feel to have had him with us at the Stark Center since the middle of January.
I first met David way back in 1964 in York, Pennsylvania, while I was living there and working as a managing editor of the York Barbell Company’s Strength and Health magazine, which by that time had been the leading iron game publication in the U.S. for over 30 years. As it happened, David was the organizer of a group of Highland Games athletes who were touring North America as part of a show made up of lesser-known sports such as synchronized motorcycle riding, cliff diving, and the Highland Games; and because the show was booked in Baltimore he had called the office of the York Barbell Company to say he would soon be in the area and would like to bring a group of his “heavies” to York to see the famous lifters and bodybuilders who trained there. As David was already a major figure in the strength sports he was invited to come, with “heavies,” and so the next morning he and his kilted laddies arrived at the York Gym for what turned out to be a fascinating visit.
Digitizing History: Professor Attila’s Scrapbook and the Pudgy Stockton Collection
By Terry Todd
February 22, 2010
One of the long-held dreams Jan and I have had for the Stark Center has been to share our materials—many of which have been given to us for that purpose–with the wider world of scholars and fans of physical culture and sports. For almost 30 years we’ve done that primarily by working personally with people who came to Austin to use the collection, although as time permitted we’ve also assisted people (who couldn’t make the trip) with research questions. However, now that the library side of the H.J. Lutcher Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports is operational, we’ve turned our attention to the process of making some of our holdings available as digital resources by scanning them so they can be viewed on-line and through the creation of “finding aids.” (A finding aid is a catalog and description of a collection used to assist scholars in planning a research visit.) Today, we’re launching a Research page on our website–a portal to these new digital resources. I suspect that you’ll find them just as amazing as I do. Since the general oversight of this aspect of our work at the Stark Center has been Jan’s responsibility, what follows is her explanation of how this has come about.
The Professor, Before and After
By Terry Todd
January 27, 2010
In 1987, Jan and I acquired from the legendary Sig Klein a number of artifacts which had been in the Klein-Durlacher family for a very long time. Those artifacts included a copper-headed walking cane bearing the name of Professor Attila, which was the professional or “stage” name of Louis Durlacher, who taught Sandow much of what the famous strongman knew about strength and, especially, stagecraft. After he had helped launch Sandow’s career Attila left Europe and settled in North America in 1893. Another “Attila” artifact was a satin-smooth wooden wrist-roller Klein told me the Professor had brought from Europe. Much more significant, of course, was the remarkable scrapbook documenting the Professor’s long and successful career as a strongman and, later, as the owner of what for a time was arguably the most famous gym in the United States. The scrapbook has been scanned in its entirety, and will be made available to visitors to our website within the next couple weeks – check back soon for more information.
Even more significant, in the minds of some iron game experts, was the gilt-framed oil painting of Attila supposedly painted in 1887 by a “court painter” who did portraits of members of the royal family. The story I got from Klein, who got it from the Professor’s widow, was that one or more of the “royals” was grateful to Attila for the work he had done as a personal trainer and so he commissioned a particular court painter to produce a portrait of Attila as a present. In any case, the painting had come down to Klein and his wife (the Professor’s daughter Rose) and it was one of the very few things that Klein didn’t sell when he closed his landmark gym in Manhattan in the mid-1970s.
The Peoples Champion
By Terry Todd
January 15, 2010
The most recent of these periodic submissions provided some detail about how pleased we were to have picked up on our recent road trip what we believe is the very first power rack ever built/invented—a rack built in the 1940s in the cellar of Bob’s farmhouse along a creek in the beautiful rolling hills of East Tennessee, outside of Johnson City. This posting will be very brief, but when a member of the staff here at the Stark Center came across last week an envelope containing a number of photos of Bob Peoples and some of his training gear nothing would do but to share some of them with the few, but stalwart, readers of this blog. The photos in question are part of the Peary and Mabel Rader/Iron Man Photo Collection, and it was a real case of serendipity to come upon it less than a week after we brought to the Stark Center the very rack depicted in several of the photos.
The photos were obviously sent to Peary Rader by Bob Peoples in regard to a story in Iron Man, and perhaps someone who reads this will remember from the photos when that article appeared. Should this happen, I’d appreciate having the citation as I haven’t taken the time to search through my back issues of that wonderful old magazine. I’ve seen some of these photos in Iron Man in the past, but certainly not all, and although I’m not going to include all of them today it was impossible not to call attention to the coincidence of finding the photos just as the famous rack arrived in the center.
I’ve written extensively in the past about the many contributions Bob made through the years to training theory and equipment, and although I’m not going to rehash this information now, it seemed appropriate to share with readers/viewers some of these historic, eye-opening training devices.
There and Back Again
By Terry Todd
January 8, 2010
Jan and I returned last night from a ten-day road trip that was one of the most interesting and rewarding we have ever made. The trip originated when Mark Henry and his wife, Jana, told us that the birth of their second child was scheduled for the morning of December 30th in New York City and that they’d like for us to be there just as we were for the arrival of their son, Jacob Todd Henry, who arrived four years and two months earlier. Accordingly, we booked plane tickets, but as we thought about the trip we began to wonder if it might be better for us to drive up to New York so that we could also drop off a large collection of nitrate-based films and film-clips in the New York area for restoration and transfer to a DVD format. Readers might wonder why we couldn’t just ship the films with our luggage, but the reason is that nitrate-based film is considered hazardous material and, as such, cannot be shipped without special permits and very expensive packaging.
In addition to our need to get the films to New York, we also realized that after the birth of Baby Henry we could drive from the New York City area over to State College, Pennsylvania, to pick up the books, files, and papers of Dr. Charles Yesalis, a prominent researcher in the area of anabolic/androgenic steroids who had recently retired from the faculty at Penn State. Probably the most widely-quoted steroid expert over the past 20 years, Dr. Yesalis had told us a month or six weeks ago that he wanted his collection to be housed at the Stark Center, and that it would fill about 40 “banker’s boxes.” What’s more, we thought, if we drove up in a truck there were several other items in the northeastern and eastern U.S. that we might be able to collect either going there or coming home.
By Terry Todd
December 11, 2009
In earlier blogs, several photos of Mark Henry have appeared and Joe Roark, the creator of a fascinating and authoritative forum-IronHistory– suggested that some sort of measurement of Mark’s shoulders should be made as it appeared that he might have the broadest shoulders on record in the iron game. Mark, not Joe! No laughing. Anyway, since Mark was in town yesterday for a brief visit I prevailed on him to drop by the Stark Center so we could make an attempt to measure his shoulder-width.
As a thoughtful person might imagine, getting an accurate shoulder-width measurement isn’t easy because—for one thing–it’s important to place any measuring device neither too high nor too low on the deltoids. An inch too high or an inch too low can make a significant difference. It’s also important for the arms to be held against the sides and not flared out by a flexing of the lats and the related shoulder-girdle muscles. Since we have a device here at the Stark Center that David P. Willoughby used to measure shoulder-width I hoped to use it, but it was too narrow. Undaunted, foraged through our work-rooms and found two straight pieces of wood, placed them at what I thought was the appropriate place on Mark’s shoulders. For my part, I attempted to keep the pieces of wood parallel to each other as Mark stood against a wall, held his arms straight, and placed his palms against his thighs. I actually believe that the pieces of wood which touched the wall were a bit closer together than they were when they were touching Mark’s shoulders. I tried not to fudge the measurement so that his shoulders would seem broader than they actually are, and in that effort I was pushing the sticks against his shoulders tightly—perhaps even depressing the flesh to a small extent.
The Double Gift of Doris Barrilleaux
By Terry Todd
December 4, 2009
One of the most important gifts the Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports has received over the past several years came to us from Doris Barrilleaux, a Florida great-grandmother with the energy level of a hyperactive hummingbird. What she gave us was her very large and invaluable collection of correspondence, magazines, posters, videotapes, audiotapes, and many thousands of photographs. Without question, the Barrilleaux Collection contains enough raw material for ten doctoral dissertations, and we hope to see at least one fairly soon. One of the most wonderful aspects of the gift of the Barrilleaux collection is that Doris, who’s a whiz with computers, digitized virtually all of the rare primary documents she’s gifting to us. It took Doris approximately six months of long days to meticulously scan every newspaper article about herself, every magazine article she wrote, every photograph of hers that appeared in a magazine, and most of her correspondence. Visitors to the Stark Center will be able to quickly access her collection because of the organizational work she did; it was an enormous effort for her –and we at the Stark Center are deeply grateful to her for this tremendous gift to generations of future scholars.
A Legacy Lesser Known
By Terry Todd
November 27, 2009
Last week, the Stark Center was involved in two functions involving the Board of Regents of the University of Texas System. Those functions may prove to be very important to the future growth of the Center. This is so because the Board of Regents (BOR) governs more than 200,000 students and 84,000 employees spread across the sixteen campuses in the University of Texas System, including U. T.-Austin, the system’s flagship institution.
How these functions came about is that someone on the BOR apparently heard about the Stark Center and asked us to make a formal presentation to the BOR about Lutcher Stark, who served on the Board of Regents for 24 years, and was Chairman of the Board for 12 years. We agreed, of course, and so a member of the BOR’s staff came to the Stark Center to talk about the presentation. During that visit Jan gave the staff member a tour of the finished as well as the unfinished parts of the Center and the staff member liked what she saw. Several weeks later she brought another staff member for another look, and these two visits led the two staffers to propose to the Chairman of the BOR, James Huffines, that the Board have a reception and tour at the Stark Center the evening before our formal presentation. We were told that after looking at photos and learning more about the Center, Chairman Huffines decided that the Center would probably be of interest to the BOR and that such a tour and reception should be scheduled. Accordingly, we stepped up the pace of our preparations and tried to make the Center look as good as we could in the time we had. As last Wednesday night approached, the BOR sent teams of party planners, caterers, and florists to decide how best to accommodate the approximately 150 guests we expected to have. Finally, the night arrived, and we’ve chosen a few photos to illustrate how things looked.
Physical Culture – Part Two
By Terry Todd
November 8, 2009
Several blogs ago, I provided some information as to why we use the term “Physical Culture” in the name of our research facility—The Lutcher Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports—and why we’ve used the term for 20 years in the title of our journal—Iron Game History—The Journal of Physical Culture. A number of emails arrived with comments about what I’d written, and I thought I’d use one of those emails as a springboard to expand the conversation and to share with readers how one thing can sometimes lead to another, better thing—“paying it forward,” as they say. In any case, here’s the email with a bit of information on an unrelated subject edited out or, as it’s called in some circles, redacted.
The first time I heard the term “Physical Culture” was during our first conversation. It was Saturday, July 19th, 2008. The term struck me so hard that I commented on how much I loved it and you then gave me (as you did and still do with many historical events) the origins regarding the term. Understandably, we had a lot to cover, and we didn’t get into the reasons why the term fell out of favor. It’s now almost 12:00 am Saturday and after reading your recent blog about Physical Culture, now I know the reasons. You and your team’s experience, knowledge, and instinct to maintain the term is inspiring and teaches a lesson: if you feel strongly about something even though it might contradict the normal standard, rules, policies, practices, protocols, or whatever–if you feel that passionate–never compromise.
By Terry Todd
October 23, 2009
Apologies for returning to the same subject as the one used in the previous blog, but our 10-16-09 visitors were so unexpected, so diverse, so prominent, and so interesting that I ask for your forbearance as I briefly (for me, anyway) recount who came, why they came, and what happened. It all got started when I received a call on Wednesday from Joe Hood, a local doctor I’ve known for over 30 years now. Joe is a genuinely unusual man with one of the most remarkable memories I’ve ever seen in action. He was also a very gifted strength athlete and he held the national record in the deadlift for quite a few years with 788 pounds in the 220 pound class of the American Drug-Free Powerlifting Association. Hood says, and I believe, that he’s lifetime drug-free, and his best-ever lift at that weight was 793 pounds, exactly the same weight as the famous lift attributed for many decades to Germany’s Herman Goerner. Goerner, like Hood, also weighed 220 pounds and stood 6’1”. Eerie. In any case, I was always pleased by the physical symmetry of these two men and by the symmetry of their records—one made in 1920 and the other made 65 years later. Both men at their best were unusually broad-shouldered and relatively narrow-hipped, both had thighs which were a bit on the short side for their height and arms which were a bit on the long side, both were not particularly thick from front to back, both were drug-free.
For all these reasons, I was somewhat dismayed to learn—thanks to the research of Gherardo Bonini, Mark Kodya, and Joe Roark, which was published in 2006 in Iron Game History, the journal we produce under the auspices of the Stark Center—that the historical record doesn’t support the claims made by Edgar Mueller and other authorities about Goerner’s 793 pound deadlift. In the case of Joe Hood’s lift, of course, it was made in public, in a sanctioned powerlifting contest, and on a bar used by many other lifters.
By Terry Todd
October 12, 2009
Now that we’re at least partly open and thus able to show people around, we’ve been having visitors to the Stark Center. Sometimes the visitors are expected; sometimes they’re either not or at least not expected in the particular way they come. For example, just over a week ago I was very surprised as I walked past the elevator lobby where our full-size copy of the Farnese Hercules is displayed. What surprised me was that approximately 40 UT students were either sitting on benches or the floor or just standing in front of the immense, slowly-turning statue. They were not talking and they were not moving around. They were, in fact, quite still—as if they were at a religious service or a funeral.
That there were students looking at the Hercules was not what surprised me, however, since we’d been visited a few weeks earlier by a Professor of Art History who expressed his delight that the Stark Center—which is directly across the street from the Art Department—had on display a half dozen copies of classical statuary (discussed in an earlier blog) as well as the rotating giant standing hard by our outermost window. “I’m going to assign my students to come here and look at these wonderful statues,” the professor said, and in a week or so I began to see a student or two or three sitting quietly in our lobby and taking an occasional note. When I sat down by one of these first visitors, who was there alone, I asked him what his assignment had been and he said that the professor had instructed the class to spend at least 30 minutes contemplating the statues and to write down what they thought about what they were seeing. The student said that the professor explained that he wanted their hand-written first impressions and not something they typed after the fact.
By Terry Todd
October 2, 2009
Today, as I was showing a rent-house of mine to a potential tenant I noticed and then pointed out the built-in mission-style, glass-fronted bookcases on either side of the fireplace. I mentioned that those bookcases—built by my paternal grandparents and used by them as well as by my father and my Uncle Walter—were the birthplace of my lifelong fascination with books, with reading. Not only the information in the books but the books themselves—their feel, their look, their smell, and their heft. Once I realized that books were the keys to many kingdoms, they soon held me in their sway and became, over time, as real to me as my schoolmates and, usually, were much better company.
In my mind’s eye I can still see as in a well-loved photo in a family album the dramatic illustrations in a huge, well-worn volume on “natural history” that drew my attention well before I was ten. In particular, I was enthralled by the illustrations of a fearsome, thick-bodied sea creature that looked, except for its lack of a smile, a lot like the friendly monsters drawn much later by Maurice Sendak for his justifiably famous children’s book, Where the Wild Things Are. I also loved the Kraken, a colossal squid that was said to rise from the deep during storms to grasp in its python-like tentacles the top-masts of sailing ships and drag them and their crew to a watery grave. But my favorite was the Gorilla, which–to give you an idea of the age of the book, and of me–was the star of a chapter entitled, “The Gorilla: Does He Exist?”
By Terry Todd
September 23, 2009
Twenty years ago, when we began publishing our journal, Iron Game History, we affixed a subtitle: “the Journal of Physical Culture.” We did this because “Physical Culture” is an older and somewhat broader term than is “Physical Fitness,” although the latter is now much more widely used. Sometimes people speak or write about “total fitness” or of becoming “totally fit,” which, when you think about it, is impossible. In fact, it could be argued that the only time a person is totally fit is when that person is dead—at which point he/she is totally fit to be buried, cremated, or used for research. Conversely, the term “Physical Culture” can’t be (mis)used in this way. In other words, it would make no sense to refer to “total culture” or to talk about a person becoming “totally cultured.”
In any case, since “Physical Culture” was the term commonly used a hundred years ago we thought we’d try to do our part to revive it to its former glory. Hence, “Iron Game History: the Journal of Physical Culture.” I’m happy to report that even a casual reader of major newspapers and/or pop culture magazines would have noticed that the term “physical culture” is showing up more and more often. In fact, not too long after Gina Kolata, a longtime writer at the New York Times, spent a number of days talking to us and doing research for her future book at the Todd-McLean Physical Culture Collection —the precursor of The Stark Center—Jan and I saw to our great pleasure that the “paper of record” had initiated a weekly column entitled, “Physical Culture.”
Filled with Power
By Terry Todd
September 21, 2009
My first message dealt with one aspect of the practical side of the Stark Center—the two miles of compacting shelves that are now being installed in our Archives area. Today I’d like to touch on the aesthetic side of the Center—the side that speaks to beauty. As most of you probably know, considerations of beauty, broadly defined, have been a part of physical culture for millennia, and as we’ve worked with the people who are helping with the design of our space we’ve done our best to make the Center beautiful as well as practically useful.
For this reason, I began a quiet campaign on the campus some years ago to convince the caretakers the Battle Casts to allow us to display some of them as part of our collection of physical culture material. A brief history. Beginning in the early years of the 20th century, the Battle Casts—exact copies made of plaster of famous ancient statuary–were assembled over time at the University of Texas by William Battle. Dr. Battle was a professor in the Department of Classical Languages here before going on to become the department’s chairman, the Dean of the College of Arts and Sciences, and finally President of the University. For many years the Battle Casts were the property of the Classics Department, but they were later owned and displayed by the Humanities Research Center here on the campus. For the last several years, however, they’ve been under the care of UT’s Blanton Museum of Art, and some are on display there.
By Terry Todd
September 18, 2009
Every day or so, beginning today, I plan to breathe a metaphorical song into the air. That song, as it does in the second and lesser-known stanza of a poem by H.W. Longfellow, will fall to earth “I know not where.” I hope that my songs, like Longfellow’s, eventually fall to earth just as his did.
For the most part, I plan to sing about what we’re doing, have done, and hope to do at the H.J. Lutcher Stark Center for Physical Culture and Sports here at the University of Texas. As I do this, I ask for forbearance and even feedback from those of you who stumble onto these halting efforts of mine. As an aspiring blogger I couldn’t be more of a greenhorn. In fact, although many will find it hard to believe, the blog I’m writing today is not only the first one I’ve ever written; it’s the first blog I’ve ever read. In any case, I hope I can have even a tiny fraction of the success I once saw Bill Kazmaier have at the Braemar Games in Scotland three decades ago when he flung a 56-pound ring-weight over a bar set at 16’2” and broke a Highland Games World Record–in an event he’d not only never practiced but an event he’d never even seen.