Boyce Gatewood is One of the worlds best hurdlers but is the unluckiest track stars in the history of the sport.
Felix McKnight , editor of the Dallas News and Dallas Times-Herald wrote an article about Boyce Gatewood and Fred Wolcott. He said “only inches usually separate the pair at the finish line, but Wolcott is always in front.” “Gatewood, a gangling boy with a magnificent stride, gets undisputed recognition as the unluckiest fellow in SWC track history…he just happened to come along at the same time as Wolcott.” Gatewood started building up to to the final challenge of Wolcott last week, making the blonde Rice star equal the world record of 13.7 to beat him by the inevitable inches.” In that race Gatewood was credited with a time of 13.8 which was a Longhorn school record for 31 years. It is still one of the best performance by a Longhorn.
Weldon Hart A sports writer talks about the jinx on Gatewood . He said “Gatewood eminently deserves to win a big race before he quits topping the timber (hurdles) for U.T., …./” Fred Wolcott a Rice hurdler who beat Gatewood every time they went head to head over a 4 year period was at the Drake relays and Gatewood was at the Kansas relays. So Weldon Hart says” it’s today or not at all for the lanky, handsome senior from Electra, Texas” . Gatewood won the race. He deserved this moment.
There was another chance for Boyce Gatewood to finish first in his college career when Fred Wolcott was out with an illness for the SWC championship. Gatewood jumped the gun twice and was disqualified.
The worst moment for Boyce occurred at a Princeton track meet when it appeared that Gatewood beat Wolcott in a world record time of 13.6, but the Rice coach complained and won the appeal. Wolcott won by and eye lash. It was an old story for the man who even today ranks as one of the greatest hurdlers in UT history. .
Gatewood still left his mark in the SWC. He was the first competitor from the state of Texas invited to compete in Madison Square Garden at the 1942 Knights of Columbus indoor meet, he won the 60 yard high hurdles and was 3rd in the 60 yard dash. He still has a place in the record books as the anchor of the UT shuttle hurdle relay world record.
Gatewood remembers at a conference meet in Dallas that Coach Littlefield told him to take it easy in the low hurdles because he had something else planned for me later in the day. He finished 2nd in the Low hurdles and was told to prepare to run the mile relay. Even though he had never participated in the mile relay , he ran a 47 flat and helped the Horns set a new SWC record.
Both Wolcott and Gatewood made the Olympic team in 1940 but the games were cancelled due to Japan’s belligerence toward the USA.
C.B. Smith 1926- 1928
Three times C.B. Smith was SWC champion in the broad jump. He won the javelin throw one time and finished 4th (one short) of making the olympic team. He has also been enshrined into the Longhorn HOH.
Great accomplishments all, but after his glory years were over he continued to set records in other formats. As an enthusiastic supporter of track and field he formed a fund-raising committee to help the track program. He gets most of the credit for bringing the NCAA championships to Austin and the 1974 U.S. vs. Russia Junior Track and Field meet.
And it is C.B. Smith who is responsible for the “This is Your Life, Clyde Littlefield celebration after Clyde’s retirement.
Clyde receiving an award from C.B, Smith and Tiny Gooch
Coach Cleburne Price says that C.B. “is a doer”. “A man like him, with sincere interest and an eagerness to volunteer time and effort to accomplish things that will upgrade the program (track) is hard to fine.”
First Texan to break the 4 minute mile and a Longhorn All American
Ricardo Romo recovers from injuries and sets SWC meet records in the mile and three mile runs. He is 7th nationally in The Mile In 1962 And 3rd In 1966.
HOH inductee in 1987 for CROSS COUNTRY (1963-65) and
First UT runner to break 4:00 min mile (3:58.8)
Third in 1966 NCAA mile run
1964 NCAA cross country title
SWC mile champ from 1964-66 won three-mile run in 1966
Member of 1966 U.S. national track team
Ricardo Was The First Texan To Run The Mile In Less Than Four Minutes, A Record That Lasted 41 Years.
Romo recovers from injuries and sets SWC meet records in the mile and three mile runs. He is 7th nationally in The Mile In 1962 And 3rd In 1966.
Romo, Davis, Keene - Tri Captains
After College Ricardo Romo served as UT vice provost for undergraduate education, was a member of Men's Athletics Council, and he was named the 5th President of the University of Texas at San Antonio in May 1999.
His love of life and his sense of humor show in the video to the left.
Under his leadership student enrollment grew 68 Percent and numerous programs and facilities were added to enhance student life.
Under his leadership UTSA research capacity grew exponentially and the university expanded its international horizons.
Ricardo Romo's accomplishments are a reminder to all Longhorns that In sports and far beyond, his contributions to Longhorn heritage shape the present and empower the future.
Article by Track All American and Co-Captain Byrd Baggett, UT Class of 1972
I met Carl Johnson in 1968 in Austin. As the only African-American athlete on our University of Texas track team, Carl had skin a different color than mine. He lived alone in the athletics dorm. But we had other things in common: we were both freshmen, scared and homesick, and we both persevered to achieve success during our four years — we were four-year lettermen and All American selections, elected co-captains, and graduated with two conference championships. But from our four years together, the memory that will forever be in my soul is from 1971.
We had traveled to Lawrence to participate in the Kansas Relays, and on the day of competition, we had stopped at a local diner. We ordered a full meal from the menu; I probably ordered a cheeseburger and fries. As we were leaving for the track for that day’s competition, I noticed that Carl had not eaten lunch, and I was worried that this might affect his performance. I had no extra money myself, but the University always gave us money for meals, and I was perplexed as to why Carl had not eaten.
Not wanting to embarrass Carl, I walked over and asked quietly, “Carl, why didn’t you eat?” He replied in a very meek voice, “Oh, Byrd, I don’t eat. I send the money home to my mom so she and my brothers and sisters can eat.”
We were all aware of Carl’s situation, but we couldn’t really relate, as we never had to deal with the life challenges that he faced. For shirts, Carl cut the corners out of the mesh laundry bags we were issued for our uniforms and wear them over his T-shirts. That’s how poor he was.
Of course, in that day especially, poverty and racism went hand-in-glove. On one trip to Houston we stopped in La Grange to have lunch. Upon entering the restaurant, the owner approached our head coach, who at the time was Jack Patterson. (Patterson left to become the athletics director at Baylor and was replaced by Cleburne Price.) The proprietor told Coach that the white athletes could eat in the restaurant but the [n.....] would have to eat with the cooks in the kitchen. I’ll never forget how upset Coach Patterson became when he responded to the owner of the restaurant that we would eat together as a team or would leave. As we all listened to this exchange, the owner relented and let Carl eat in the restaurant with the rest of us. This was a real bonding experience and gave us a brief insight as to what Carl had to deal with on a daily basis. You can also see why Jack Patterson was a great coach: he believed in treating everyone with dignity and respect.
Glen Sefcik, the team manager my four years, lived close to Carl’s home town of San Angelo, and since Carl had neither a car nor money for trips home, Glen would take Carl home on the holidays. For this, Glen was called a “[n.....] lover.”
We didn’t care about skin color — we were athletes on a mission to win. And while I don’t remember any racial conflicts on the team, I don’t think many of us were very close to Carl. He was a very private person who kept to himself or associated with the few African Americans on campus. I don’t believe we could really understand how lonely Carl was during his four years at UT.
That night in Lawrence, four members of the UT track team unexpectedly made the finals of the sprint medley relay. Carl opened with a blistering 220 and handed the baton off to me to run the second 220. After running one of the fastest splits of my career, I handed off to Ed Wright, who ran a spectacular 440 leg. Ed made the final transition to Dave Morton as he anchored the relay with a world class 880. The result: the fastest time in the world — 3:16.7.
We were a team, and, even though we didn’t always get along, we cared for each other and expected excellence.
In 1973, less than a year after achieving his dream of graduating from The University of Texas, Carl lost his life in a freak car accident.
Even though his early death was tragic, his life was triumphant, and, in an odd way, complete. He had achieved at least two major life goals, and how many of us can say that? Carl had 1. been elected team captain by his peers and 2. graduated from college. It’s doubly triumphant since he achieved his goals against such odds. It’s not the number of years you live, but what you accomplish in those years. And the engine that kept him running was hope. It’s been said that a person can live 40 days without food, four days without water, but only four seconds without hope. I truly believe that what gave Carl hope for a brighter future was his scholarship.
Too many people quit before the blessing. Carl didn’t quit, and his story of perseverance will live in my heart forever.
Byrd Baggett, UT Class of 1972
PAUL HARRIS: Carl Ray Johnson's spirit lives on in San Angelo
CHS runner Johnson made an impact on and off the track
Posted: July 01, 2013 0
A couple of months ago, a man named Bobby Lacy walked into the Standard-Times and asked if I could help him find some information from our office library on his old friend, Carl Ray Johnson.
He was wanting to know — for the purposes of a friendly bet — how Johnson had finished at the state track meet in 1968.
I recognized Johnson’s name because San Angelo has a recreation center named after him, but that’s all I knew about the man.
I was intrigued to find out a little more about this former Central High School athlete, who was talented enough to qualify for the state meet and have a gym named in his honor.
Once I began researching him, I uncovered more than I ever expected.
As a sophomore, Johnson took second place at the state meet in the 220-yard dash. After being slowed by injuries as a junior, he was third at state in the 440 as a senior (answering Lacy’s question).
Johnson even twice qualified for the U.S. Jaycees National Track Championships.
Yet his greatest achievements were still to come. He was an All-American runner at the University of Texas, where he became the first black athlete to earn a track scholarship at the school.
He was elected as a captain of the Longhorns track team his senior season in 1972.
Who knows what else he might have accomplished if not for a car accident north of Austin that took his life on July 2, 1973. He was 23 years old.
Today is the 40th anniversary of Johnson’s death.
His legacy still lives on at the Carl Ray Johnson Recreation Center in the 1100 block of Farr St. The gym was named in his honor on June 1, 1982.
It was fitting for the center to bestow his name, not just because of Johnson’s athletic talents, but because of his passion for helping better his community.
Johnson majored in sociology at UT and worked with youth in impoverished neighborhoods in Austin.
“That’s where it’s at,” said Johnson in a 1972 story in the Austin American-Statesman. “The older people have already made up their minds about race relations, and there’s not much chance of changing them. But I hope to show the kids, they can be black in a white man’s world and still get along.”
Last year, Johnson’s life was celebrated at a Texas Exes luncheon in San Angelo, and Central High School created a scholarship, the Carl Johnson Spirit Award, in his memory.
Forty years later, Johnson is still impacting lives.
“The month before he died, he was working with youth in East Austin,” said Johnson’s former UT teammate, Byrd Baggett, at last year’s luncheon. “I think Carl would’ve been working in San Angelo in social work, mentoring, challenging youth to not quit. I think that’s his greatest legacy.”
Lacy also spoke at the luncheon, reciting a poem he had written about Johnson.
“After all that’s said about his athletic prowess, please understand he was a better person than he ever was an athlete,” Lacy told me last week. “He was a great student as well. It was a true loss for us. He left us before the world got to see how great he was.”
Lacy said that while Johnson was best known for his accomplishments in track, he was also an outstanding basketball player.
“We used to play pickup ball at Carver (Elementary), and he changed the game of 21,” Lacy said. “He’d hit a basket and could go the rest of the way with 19 free throws. So we moved the free-throw line back to the top of the circle, and that didn’t hurt him. So we started it where you could only hit three in a row and then take it out, because of Carl.”
The 6-foot-2, 180-pound Johnson led the Central Bobcats’ basketball team to a 22-7 record his senior season with 579 points.
His grade-school heroics are the stuff of legend in San Angelo. Johnson won eight events and took second in another one year at the Little Olympics.
I found numerous clippings about Johnson in our library, and I read all of them. I consider it a privilege now to know so much about one of the great athletes and people to ever call San Angelo home.
Of all the things I read about him, I most admired his spirit for wanting to make the world a better place — and working hard to make it happen.
“They keep telling me things are getting better,” Johnson said. “Well, sure they’re getting better, but when you want something real bad you don’t want to wait 20 years for it.”
If you were like me and the Carl Ray Johnson Recreation Center was just a name to you, hopefully the next time you hear about it or drive past it, you’ll think about the man.