Byword

Baylor will celebrate the 50th anniversary of All University Sing in February. This wonderful tradition has involved thousands of students since its inception. From its simple origins as a hymn sing-along to the Broadway-like extravaganza we enjoy today, the productions showcase the dedication, work ethic and myriad talents of Baylor students.

For 40 years, the "face" of Sing was its master of ceremonies, Dr. George M. Stokes. Professor of speech communication for 31 years, he also was known as the "Voice of Baylor" during his 26 years as the public address announcer for athletic events. His elocution and diction were flawless - skills he taught to countless students who came through his classes. As emcee of Sing, Dr. Stokes' tall, tuxedo-clad figure - and in later years, his snowy crown of thick hair - cut an imposing figure on the Waco Hall stage as he welcomed the sellout crowds. For years, he led the audience in camp songs between Sing acts. Having spent four decades affiliated with Baylor - as professor, director of the Ex-Students Association from 1961 to 1971 and as emcee for Sing and Pigskin Revue - he truly earned the title of Baylor icon and legend.

But to me, he simply was "neighbor" - the word he exuberantly greeted me with each time we met in our adjoining front yards. Leaning on rakes or with water hoses in hand, we'd discuss the curse of dandelions and the haphazard growth of his mulberry tree. His wife, Katy, also became a dear friend, inviting me over for tea and scones as we consulted on various writing projects, world events and theology. We share a love of words, the art of storytelling and a slightly rowdy sense of humor.

The last time I talked with George, we were again in our front yards. He was very feeble by then - not the robust, active man he'd been up until just a few weeks earlier. His signature sweat-stained, misshapen straw hat sat crookedly upon his head and he wore his familiar sun-faded chambray work shirt.

"Hi, neighbor!" he called enthusiastically. His greeting always made me feel like I was the best possible sight he could have seen - and to see me in my Saturday morning yard clothes, you'd know that's quite a stretch. As was his custom with friends, he greeted me with a kiss. I asked how he was, but he deflected questions about his health. We chatted for a few minutes, and then he laid his work-gloved hand on my shoulder, looked deep into my eyes and said, "Take care of yourself."

I went back in the house, a little puzzled by his words and worried about his obviously failing health. A week later, on July 14, 2001, the cars lined up in front of Katy's house, and as I went across the yard, I knew that George was gone.

To generations of the Baylor family, George Stokes was many things - all of them beloved. To me, for one sweet decade, he was neighbor, and beloved still.

So long, neighbor.

From the Editor

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