Part 4 of a multi-part series on George Crowe, the last living New York (Harlem) Rens player.
In Part 3 of this series, George Crowe was at Fort Hood and headed overseas for World War II military combat duty.
I was in California for a few days last week, visiting with George Crowe, the last living former player with the New York Renaissance all-black professional basketball team of the 1920s, 30s, and 40s.
Crowe was and is, of course, a lot more than that.
You may recall that I’m in the middle of my multi-part series of articles about Crowe. He’s a man who I wrote seems to have lived a life always “in the right place at the right time.”
But, these days he’s in an elderly care facility — a nursing home. I wondered to myself, in the presence of this most amazing man who doesn’t even appear to be close to 88 years old, how could this be the right place at the right time?
Then something dawned on me.
“Everyone is always in the right place at the right time, aren’t they?”
“Yes, that’s right,” said Crowe, looking into my eyes, a man of few words.
I guess many people never realize this truth, but it seems to me that Crowe has. Seems to me that he’s always known this truth, and that this “knowing” was a key ingredient of his success in sports.
I think there’s still a lot we can learn from “old” George Crowe.
Stay tuned for Part 5 of this series on George Crowe, the last living New York (Harlem) Rens player.