Memories of the first years at Western Kentucky University roll in like mist over a Kentucky canebrake. “Hey, that’s not a bad jump shot for a big guy.” I looked around quickly to see who said that as the ball swished through the net, hit the floor with backspin, and came bouncing back toward me. Considering that the source of the compliment would eventually be the 30^th all time leading scorer at WKU, I should have been proud. As I crouched, bent, and one hand palmed the ball to pull it to my waist, I looked crosscourt and saw an athletic, well muscled, dark complexioned guy, with black hair covering most of  his eyes and ears. He looked kind of like a combination of a Beatle blended with a little Mick Jagger(Mikes favorite band: The Stones) and wrapped into a six foot six, two hundred pound frame. I had just arrived to the big city of Bowling Green from my home town and was shooting a few baskets on the main floor of the E.A. Diddle arena while waiting for the coaches to sit me down and go over the expectations that they had for me over the next several years of my life. The guy in question had also just arrived from Michigan and he was one of the top school boy ball players from his state. His name was Mike Prince and he was destined to be one of the top players in Western history at the point guard position. He was a player that was really before his time. A big, tall, physical point guard, not that fast but steady and able to put up his deadly jumper over the top of smaller players with killer accuracy,  Mike was in short a scoring machine. Who would have imagined in 1976 (definitely not us two kids on that E.A. Diddle arena court) that in 2006, thirty years in the future, his son, Michael Prince, a 6’7” forward for the Texas Tech University Red Raiders, would have his chin bumped up by legendary coach Bobby Knight, and have his name immediately splashed in media outlets across the country.