Social status and standing in life meant nothing to the Chief... He once made sure that his son Dan saved a Super Bowl ticket for the mailman. He treated everyone as if he or she was the most important person in the world, and people loved him for that. Once a member of the grounds crew needed to ask the Rooneys a question before a game, so he went to the press box. The Chief introduced the guy to dignitaries as "a member of our organization." The worker was so startled, feeling 10 feet tall, he forgot what his question was.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Remembering the Chief
As I wrote last week, just about any article about the Rooneys will get a link from this blog. Steeler blog Behind the Steel Curtain wrote an outstanding piece remembering the founder of the Pittsburgh Steelers, Art Rooney AKA "The Chief." I was younger than 5 years old when The Chief died, but his importance to the Steelers and the city of Pittsburgh is known to me and younger generations. For those from the Pittsburgh area, The Chief is a legend. A cross between Paul Bunyan and Hercules, with a heart of gold. It's nice to see that the stories of his life are still being written.