Identity
Life is a period of time. Like a game of basketball, we only have so many minutes on the clock: only so many moments to make a play, only so many opportunities to score points, and only one chance to make every moment count. Thirty-six years ago Greg Jack stood tall, 6-foot-7, in his fitted purple jersey and high-top sneakers. It was 1975, and the UW Huskies were behind 67-69 in the first round of the NCAA Tournament game against Missouri. Jack was a legend from Mercer Island High School: A basketball All-American (one of few in Mercer Island History), a straight-A student and class valedictorian. He had his pick of most Pac-8 teams, but he chose Washington over Oregon and Stanford. Jack, a senior forward for the Huskies, tipped one in to tie the score at 67, and the crowd’s scream boasted his heroic moment. With seconds remaining, Jack lifted and cupped a teammate’s missed jumper and s...