A year later we inherited a freshman class with Imajae Dodd, Donte Johnson, and Hysaan Hudson. These young men would grow to become key players on the court and in the change process. Their success helped make Greene Central basketball known throughout the state, but it also started putting fans in the stands cheering and supporting our boys. Students and adults stood in lines and moved their schedules to see them play and those elementary students looked to them as heroes. The tide had changed.
Over the next few years, there would be people and events that would look to pull some of these young men away. A family issue caused Hudson to move for a short time, only to return home to the support that he needed. Dodd would be sought out at larger schools for more exposure, but ultimately, he felt that he belonged as a Ram. This year, the return to Greene County of our new head coach, Blue Edwards, cemented the idea that there's no place like home. In an era where high school students transfer schools, falsify addresses and even have parents give up custody of them to selfishly build a championship team, this home-grown group gave a community of blue-collar workers something to be proud of.
It's about more than putting fans in the bleachers. It's about community support. It was at basketball games that I met graduates of Greene Central that had returned to the community and looked to offer something back. I met Greene Central's first African-American graduate, former NFL players, and Grammy nominees. All of these people remarked at how great it was to see the community rally around the school and how they wished it was that way when they were students. What was built on the maple floors of that small gym won't be broken. The culture has changed so much outside of those cinder block walls. And no matter where our students go, I hope that they get the chance to return one day to remember that there really is no place like home.
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