 Well, I grew up in Aniston, Alabama, and my dad was a Coca-Cola bottler, and we moved to Pensacola in 1967. I was not a very good golfer, but I wanted to play golf in college. My dad was responsible, along with three other bottling groups in Alabama that came together as a consortium that helps support and sponsor the Bear Bryant Show. So he knew Preacher Franklin, who was one of Coach Bryant's good friends, and so he asked Preacher to ask coach, could he please help me with a scholarship? I was not a very good player, but because the Coca-Cola connection with the Bear Bryant Show and Coach Bryant was the athletic director, they ended up giving me, I think, meals and books my freshman year.