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So many Carson-Newman students met their spouse right here on campus. And others found love after graduation with someone who just happened to be a fellow Eagle. No matter when the connection was made, Carson-Newman is a common bond that brought them together. Here is a special Carson-Newman alumni love story that reminds us how deep the Orange and Blue roots run.

Story shared by Sharon (Stoton) Thompson, ’65

Joe & I met at Carson-Newman in January 1964.
I had already spent a year at the University of Maryland and quickly realized it wasn’t the place for me. I told my dad that I was going to quit college unless he let me transfer to Carson-Newman to finish my final three years. Thankfully, he agreed, and I made my way to Jefferson City. One of my biggest regrets is that I didn’t spend all four years at Carson-Newman.

During my time at ϳԹ, I lived in Butler Hall for two years, and my senior year was spent in the President’s former home right next door (which is no longer standing). There were seven of us senior gals living on the second floor, with Dean of Women, Berniece Carter on the first.

Joe transferred to Carson-Newman in January 1964 from South Carolina after completing two years at North Greenville. His dad was a preacher, and money was tight, so Joe had paused college to work. Then Uncle Sam came calling, and Joe knew getting back into college would help him avoid being drafted, so that’s how he ended up at Carson-Newman.

I graduated on May 28, 1965, and the very next day, we were married at Mill Spring Baptist Church out by the lake. Friends helped carry the ϳԹ graduation flowers over to the church for our ceremony, with permission, of course!

Our first year of marriage was spent in a tiny college apartment attached to the former city library, just behind the Home Economics Building (which also is no longer there). Joe officially graduated in August 1966.

Uncle Sam hadn’t forgotten about Joe, so he made the decision to voluntarily enlist, choosing the U.S. Air Force. That decision led us to an incredible 20-year military journey. Joe eventually retired as a Major, and we remain so thankful for those years of service. I always say I did 20 years right alongside him!

This month, we’re celebrating 60 years of marriage. Our story didn’t end with military retirement; there’s another whole chapter full of blessings and memories. It all started at Carson-Newman, and we’ll always be grateful for the way it brought us together.

Have a memory to share?  Send it over to [email protected].  We love hearing our Alums’ stories! You never know you may be featured in our next Alumni Letter!


IMPACT Series

The IMPACT Series spotlights the unique stories of alumni and the lasting influence Carson-Newman has had on their lives and careers. Through personal journeys, professional achievements and reflections on their time at Carson-Newman, each feature highlights how the university’s Christ-centered education and community continue to shape graduates long after they leave the banks of Mossy Creek.

Previous IMPACT Series stories are listed below:

INSPIRATIONAL

Gladys Sheets Clay

Gladys Sheets Clay never entertained whether or not she would go to college. … She would. She never considered options. To her, there was only one choice. Carson-Newman. After all, her parents had worked at Carson-Newman since Gladys was a child.

She was the valedictorian of her graduating class at Nelson Merry High School, and yet her application to Carson-Newman was denied.

See, it was 1957. Fifteen-year-old Paul McCartney met John Lennon at a village festival. United States Marine pilot, later astronaut, Major John Glenn flew a supersonic jet from California to New York in 3 hours, 23 minutes and 8 seconds, setting a new transcontinental speed record. And the Soviet Union launched Sputnik.

But with all these moments in history and advancements in technology, segregation in 1957 continued to create hurdles that seem hard to imagine today. But unfortunately, they were all too real at that time.

Of course there was disappointment. Even hurt. But as determined as Gladys was as a student, she was even more so as a person and would not allow disappointment and defeat to define her.

Completing her undergraduate work at Knoxville College, Gladys pursued post-graduate studies at Virginia State University, North Carolina Central University and Union College in Kentucky.

For the next 50 years Gladys served as an educator who poured herself into her students, teaching and mentoring.

Through the years, Gladys served as chair of her high school’s English department in Laurel, Maryland. She was her high school’s senior class sponsor and advisor of the both the school’s yearbook and newspaper. Her commitment was noticed. She earned such honors as “Teacher of the Year” and “Outstanding Educator.”

It was a life well-lived. But she felt a calling to do more.

In 1990, she and her late husband, George, returned to Jefferson City. Gladys still desired to help students.

By God’s grace, she became aware of a position at a local college. The institution was searching for an instructor of Development Education and supervisor of the Tutoring Lab.

The institution? Carson-Newman.

Gladys applied and was hired. She would teach Presidential Scholars, Developmental Education students in English and study skills. Her faithful service and effective teaching led her to become director of the Development Education Department and supervisor of the Tutoring Labsoon after. So, at the institution where she had been denied admission, Gladys Sheets Clay became the University’s first full-time, black faculty member.

She jumped into her role the way Gladys Clay does anything, straight ahead. She was serious about education, her students and their future. And she wanted them to be serious as well.

According to testimonies of some of those former students, when those methods did not work, Gladys employed “tough love.”

One day a student was sent to her by a coach, with the request that Gladys put the “fear of God in him.” After having a heart-to-heart talk, the student informed her he would not be coming back. To which Gladys replied. “That’s okay. See you tomorrow at 3:00.”

The student returned the next day. “At the end of the week,” Gladys recalled, “he said to me, ‘I’ll see you Monday – Mom.’ And I’ve been ‘Mom’ ever since.”

Over the years Gladys became ‘Mom’ to many students. Supporting them during class and cheering for the student-athletes on game day. Her devotion impacted countless students, both on and off the field, blazing a trail that continues to inspire.

“I loved my students,” said Gladys. “I loved every last one of them – whether black, white, green or yellow – it didn’t matter to me. They were my students.”

She resigned after 14 years but was asked the next year to come back on a part-time basis. She stayed another three terms, finally retiring after 17 years of service to Carson-Newman.

Upon moving to Florida, Gladys served as the director of Focused Academics Motivating Excellence (FAME) Program at Edward Waters College in Jacksonville, Florida. There she supervised the Tutoring/Learning Lab and Peer Tutors and served as a math specialist and writing specialist. Three times she was a co-presenter of a workshop at the National Association of Developmental Education.

A life dedicated to education and her students. A life dedicated to being a devoted follower of Jesus Christ. A life dedicated to overcoming challenges instead of choosing to be defeated by them.

For more than a half-century Gladys Sheets Clay has poured back into students, helping them advance their education.

Now, at 87, Gladys’ steps may be slower, but not her drive. She still handles everything the way she always has, straight on.

Her perseverance and determination were and remain admirable. Her dedication to the role of education and the commitment to her students was and is inspirational.

All of that and more is why in May at Spring Commencement, her University family paused to thank Gladys Sheets Clay. To honor her for that determination, dedication and commitment, Carson-Newman conferred upon her an honorary Doctor of Humanities Degree.

Dr. Gladys Sheets Clay, certainly an inspiration.


MEANINGFUL

David Hyers

David Hyers probably would say he was not much different than a lot of other teenagers in 1953. He had his interests and his talents.

Some have mechanical intuitions; some are natural athletes. Others are more musically inclined.

That was David Hyers.

Growing up in Cincinnati the son of a Baptist pastor, the church was full of music. David loved music.

“God gave me an ear for music,” he said, “and my parents gave me piano lessons.”

Some of those lessons were taught by Frederick Wilhelm von Kappelhoff – the father of Hollywood icon Doris Day (born Doris Mary Anne von Kappelhoff).

David says he was a quiet child. Actually, he describes himself as “very timid and bashful for most of my childhood and youth.”

His inspiration was his older brother, a student at a Christian university – not Carson-Newman. From his first year in high school, David was determined to follow his brother’s footsteps. If everything worked out, David and his brother would enjoy one year, David’s first and his brother’s senior term, on campus together.

But our plans are not always God’s plans. The summer of 1953, just a few weeks before the brothers were to head to school, things changed. David’s older brother felt, with just one year left, it was time to go somewhere else. There was not much time, and they had no idea what the next steps were. So they prayed.

Remember, these were days long before the internet where information was only a few keystrokes and search words away. In the end, he experienced a turn of events not unlike hundreds if not thousands of other fellow alums. Their new home found them as much as they found it.

“We prayed and looked at some Southern Baptist schools,” David said. “And even though we knew no one who went there, we decided to go to Carson-Newman. All we knew was our dad knew another pastor in Cincinnati who had gone there. God will do anything to get us where He wants us.”

Upon arriving at Mossy Creek, David found himself in the same situation as many students; he had no idea in what area he wanted to major. But, David said, God was at work laying the steps on the path even though he did not realize it.

One of the very early stepping stones was laid the first week of his freshman year – at orientation. A group was singing and another student standing beside David commented that he had a good voice and suggested he try out for the Carson-Newman Chorus, which he did.  Next, he was chosen to serve as the pianist for the Columbian Literary Society and to play for student groups traveling to churches and schools to promote ϳԹ. He joined the Baptist Student Union Choir, and he and his brother started a musical trio that stayed busy the whole school session. … And that was just his freshman year.

His sophomore year he made the leap to try out for Charles “Fessor” Jones’ and the A Capella Choir. David said he barely made it in, but he did. He also joined the school’s “Definite Service Band” organized around 30 years earlier for students committed to ministry and foreign missions.

For years David had enjoyed music, loved it actually. And after two years of joining nearly every group he could, and starting one of his own, along with some encouragement from Bible and Greek professor L. Dan Taylor, God had made it clear, music was not just a hobby for David, it was his calling.

David said it was clear. Already having used terms such as quiet, timid and bashful, he goes further and adds introverted. His only choir experience prior to coming to Mossy Creek was a Saturday afternoon Youth for Christ choir and the one at church – both focused mainly on hymns. The choir at David’s high school included about one-third of the student body – too many for the introvert.

“God had some catching up to do,” David said. “And He could not have done more. Every year I gained more extra-curricular music opportunities.”

Not just opportunities in music, but life as well. There is a lot that follows, as David states “Now look how God works.’ There are lots of dots to connect. But it all comes full circle.

Early his junior year, David believed he needed some experience directing choirs and tried out at three area churches, one for three weeks. None called. As the semester neared the Christmas break, his advisor told David he had heard from the pastor of one of the churches and said he would have been called if he had sung a solo. He tucked away that nugget of information.

Another opportunity. Another tryout. This time, at a church in Johnson City. He sang this time and, wouldn’t you know it, the church called David.

He drove from one J City to the other – pre-Interstate 81 – each week. A Carson-Newman student, a senior, was a member of the Johnson City church. Her fiancée was at seminary so she caught a ride home every weekend with David. Her dad even provided a place for David to stay.

They became friends. To the point, years later, when David graduated from seminary, he heard from one church. Only one. How did they get his name? From the senior’s former fiancée, now husband, Joe Stacker, Carson-Newman class of ’54.

Three years into his service at that first church, David noticed a young lady. From Bessemer, Alabama, she was in town visiting cousins. This year they celebrate their 62nd anniversary.

God is good isn’t He? There is more, of course. Much more. David has example after another after another of God’s handiwork in his life and career that occurred because of his experience at Carson-Newman – a school he was not originally going to attend; a school where this quiet, timid, bashful introvert was voted most popular his senior year of 1957.

The summer working with troubled youth in Crossville, Tennessee – which he calls three of the most rewarding months of his life. The various churches in which he had opportunities to serve. Being called to First Baptist Concord in Knoxville – again recommended by Joe Stacker — where he spent 30-plus years in ministry.

All of it important. All of it meaningful. All of it grown from a foundation formed at Mossy Creek.

“How awesome is God?” David asked.

Unbelievably awesome we believe.


PURPOSEFUL

David Dale

Every decade is different, each having its own identity and share of impactful, even life-altering events.

It is easy to idealize a specific era; to think of a slower pace or simpler days. But it is not all make-believe or fantasy. The reason so many of those images and memories resonate is they were real. Times were different. And so were the way we viewed life.

The family doctor was one who held such a place of high regard. The general practitioner who would face everything from removing pebbles stuck in a young boy’s ear to delivering babies; from dealing with the common cold to cancer. He was stopped on the street, in the grocery store and outside the door after church.

Between 1943 and 1948 in the height of World War II and post-war society, “The Saturday Evening Post” dispatched famed artist Norman Rockwell on eight trips around the United States to gather ideas for a series of paintings that would capture the essence of America. At least one of the ensuing pieces of art featured Rockwell’s own family doctor.

Growing up in Knoxville, Tennessee, a young David Dale shared those views. And it grew into this purpose in life.

“I developed an interest in medicine in high school because I so admired the family doctor,” David said. Pursuing that mindset, to see if it was a passion or a passing fancy, David worked as a hospital technician during college. “Everything followed from there,” he said.

The college? Carson-Newman. A chemistry major, David learned under the tutelage of Carl T. Bahner, a nationally-recognized legend in the sciences at Mossy Creek.

And he excelled, in the classroom and out.

David was a member of the National Biological Honor Society and the Blue Key National Honor Fraternity. Not only a member of the German Club, he was president and served as president of the Science Honor Fraternity as well. Oh, and he played football three of his four years and ran track one year. His senior year he was named to the Little All-American Academic team.

Some memories are vivid. They stand the test of time. We often cannot remember why we walked into the kitchen but recall something from years, decades, before as if it just occurred.

David remembers exactly where he was standing – near the pool – when a campus representative tracked him down and notified him a telegram had arrived at the post office.

“It was my acceptance to Harvard Medical School,” David said. “I remember it like it was yesterday.”

Everything certainly was following from there.

After medical school, Dr. Dale completed his residency at Massachusetts General in Boston. By the late 1960s, the height of the Vietnam War, he did the equivalent of a fellowship at the National Institutes of Health in Bethesda, Maryland. From there, he crisscrossed America a couple of times.

“I came west for one year as medical chief resident of Washington University Hospital (in Seattle),” Dr. Dale said. “After that, I returned to the NIH.”

Although he only had been on the West Coast for one year, his impact was obvious. After returning to the D.C. area, he was contacted by officials back in the other Washington. They wanted him to return. He did and became director of the student teaching program.

And that is where he has remained. Through the years he has served as professor of medicine at the University of Washington and dean of the University of Washington Medical School. Just like his time at Mossy Creek, Dr. Dale was not just a member of organizations, his peers placed him in leadership roles. Dr. Dale was president of American College of Physicians (ACP) and held the same role for the national medical honor society, Alpha Omega Alpha, for six years. He also served a stint as president of the American Clinical and Climatological Association in 2016.

The ACP has presented Dr. Dale with the Laureate Award, which goes to those who have rendered distinguished service to their chapters and community and have upheld the high ideals and professional standards. Six years later, the ACP bestowed upon him the title of Master.

Let’s put that in perspective.

ACP Bylaws state that MACPs shall be Fellows who have been selected because of “integrity, impact in practice or in medical research, or other attainments in science or in the art of medicine.” MACPs must be highly accomplished persons demonstrating impact in practice, leadership, health policy, or in medical research. Evidence of their achievements can come from many types of endeavors, such as renown within their field and/or ACP chapter, positions of honor, research, education, health care initiatives, volunteerism, administrative positions, care of patients, and service to their community. (Source: acponline.org).

The list is long.

Honored for outstanding work in science as related to medicine – ACP; named an Honorary Fellow at both the Royal College of Physicians in Ireland and the Academy of Medicine in Singapore; placed on the “Best Doctors in America” list; Editor-in-Chief of “Scientific American Medicine” and editor of the “Journal of General Internal Medicine.” 

He has lectured and presented his research findings all over the world. The “Journal of Oncology Practice” states, among oncologists, Dr. Dale is “perhaps best known for his work on granulocyte colony-stimulating factor 9G-CSF for the treatment of cyclic and congenital neutropenia.”

Wow. That is impressive without even knowing what it means.

We will explain, not because we know, but because we researched it.

Neutrophils are a specific type of white blood cell. All white blood cells, regardless of type, help our bodies fight infections. Neutrophils are important in fighting certain kinds of infections, especially ones caused by bacteria. Neutropenia means the body does not have enough neutrophils. The white blood cell count, low or high, are important indicators in detecting and treating cancer.

Dr. Dale’s research is renowned. But with all of the honors and accolades, the accomplishments and success, the opportunities to present to some of the smartest doctors in the world about subjects that affect us all – either specifically or in our circles of impact, Dr. Dale still applies the Carson-Newman mission of educated citizen and worldwide servant-leader in his pursuit.

Commitment to patients and their families dealing with a terrible disease. And working with others always willing to strive harder, reach further.

“Those would be my two points,” Dr. Dale said. “Commitment to people and to learning. Most of the rest will follow.”

A purposeful path to follow indeed.


APPRECIATION

Ann Porter

Everyone has a comfort zone. They come in all sizes. From being as large as any region that can fit on a map to a small circle around us comprising of our personal space and everything in between, we all have our comfort limits.

It is often difficult for extroverts to understand the struggles less “outgoing” folks have in “team building” exercises; or for introverts to grasp how easily it is for some to have a five-hour conversation with a total stranger on a cross-country flight.

It could be for various reasons. As simple as the way we are wired or as complicated as our experiences.

But God knows of the things for which He has made us and through which we are capable.

Just ask Ann Porter.

A few years after she and her late husband, Walter, were married in 1966, their church, First Baptist in Jefferson City, launched a program to “adopt” students from Carson-Newman. The program did not stir a lot of interest in either Ann, a wired introvert, or Walter, a loner whose PTSD from World War II made him a little “hard to get to know” according to Ann.

That was why Ann was surprised when Walter suggested venturing outside their comfort zone.

“One Sunday morning after we got home from church, Walter shocked me when he suggested we adopt a couple of students,” Ann told a reporter from The Standard Banner in Jefferson City. And so, it began.

It started with a lunch. It ended, and we will get to that, as so much more.

By all accounts, Dr. Tracy Hartman was the first. Dr. Hartman, who has held many positions in the ministry and Christian education, was a high achiever. Graduating high school a year early, she came to Mossy Creek from her Maryland home nine hours away. Younger than most of her classmates, she was looking for some stability. She found it with the Porters, although she does not really know how.

“I signed up, and I guess the church matched us up,” Hartman told The Standard Banner. “I don’t remember how I got to be a Porter Kid and not somebody else’s kid, but I assume the church made those matches, and that’s how it all started.”

That is how it started, for Dr. Hartman and the Porters, small, simple, slow.

At first, it was Tracy Hartman and another student. Then, it grew from there. Roommates, friends, boyfriends would be invited for meals, to watch TV or do laundry. Grabbing lunch could turn into feeding eight or 10 students. Whoever showed up, the Porters welcomed them into their home.

Nearly five decades ago. It was a different time at Mossy Creek and in the world in general. Female students still were restricted in having their own cars, so Ann said Walter became a taxi service.

But it was more than lunch and laundry. While not tied by bloodlines, it was family. So much so, Ann and Walter discussed needing a bigger home – which they built a couple of miles further out between Jefferson City and New Market.

As often happens with God’s plans, Ann and Walter’s outreach had become much larger, and deeper, than they could have imagined that day Walter suggested adopting a couple of students. He is much more knowledgeable than we are of the things of which we are capable.

Word spread. Not just with students, but other members of the Carson-Newman family, including faculty.

Chemistry professor Frank Pinkerton, also a member at JCFBC, had multiple duties during this era, including serving as head coach of the Carson-Newman women’s tennis team. He had a student-athlete coming to Mossy Creek from France and the student’s mother had some angst with the distance. Dr. Pinkerton asked the Porters if they would add Patricia Rouchon to the fold. Of course, they said yes.

If it got too busy or noisy to study on campus, Patricia would head to the Porter home. As happens so often, people move in and out of our lives. But sometimes, even without our knowledge, foundations are laid.

Ann said, when Walter passed in 2013, Patricia, then living in Cincinnati, left at 4 a.m. to make it to Jefferson County for the noon funeral. Ann was greatly moved when she saw her former adoptee. Now living in North Carolina, it is not uncommon for Patricia, on trips to Knoxville to visit family, to drop in to visit her former house mother.

There were more. Many, many more. Mostly female students, but, occasionally, a male as well. What started as a thought, a “what if” turned into much more. Walter enjoyed photography. On the wall of the Porter home is a tribute to those who came through the doors, particularly the ones who stayed – the “Porter Kids.”

Reflecting a 17-year period from 1975-1992, the wall holds 115 photos. The images are of a different era. The faces in them, looking back at those viewing the wall, are younger, of course, with their world ahead of them.

Interesting things happen with time. Reflection often takes place, memories of another time. Sometimes, occasionally, the motivation arises to reach out. Ann has experienced it, receiving periodic contact from a Porter Kid. There are no former Porter Kids. Like a Marine, once one, always one. That is what the wall represents.

The notes, messages, calls and texts contain words like “grateful” and “blessing.” They are full of appreciation for the decision Walter and Ann made all those years ago to provide a home away from home.

Virginia (Sullivan) Sims, Class of 1980 is one. She contacted Ann with an apology that it had taken so long. Life had taught her, she said, to tell people how much they mean to you. She said the Porters were special, a “blessing from God,” and that time in their house remained one of her favorite memories of Carson-Newman.

Ann considers the students, the Porter Kids, blessings as well. They helped with Walter’s PTSD. They provided more memories than can be counted. Saying “God had a hand in our decision” and in the hearts of every student who accepted the hospitality, friendship and love. She and Walter benefited as much as the students did.

A quote, or reasonable facsimile of it, attributed to author E.B. White fits here. “I arise in the morning,” White said, “torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world.”

For the Porter Kids, Ann and Walter did both. And the appreciation is mutual. All the way around.


CHARACTER

Ken Sparks

Sports are driven by numbers. We count stats. How many shots were made versus the amount taken? How many passes completions versus throws? Of a certain number of pitches, how many were strikes?

In this age, information is virtually instantaneous and at our fingertips – reportedly we carry more technology in our pockets with our smartphones than was in the computer that helped send men to the moon — it goes even deeper. How many of those strikes came on a 3-0 count with runners in scoring position? How many passes were completed on first down compared to third down? It is never-ending really.

The statistic most noticeable, however, is marked by the comparison of wins and losses. Afterall, that is why score is kept, right?

Ask most anyone about the accomplishments of a head football coach, and they instantly think ofnumbers: wins, losses, records as well as those other on-the-field stats. Even a coach who traditionally produces winning teams can have a period of his or her career viewed as “unsuccessful” based solely on if they lost more games than they won.

In reflecting on the career of former Carson-Newman Head Football Coach Ken Sparks, one gets an entire media guide of the aforementioned statistics. They include: five National Association of Intercollegiate Athletics (NAIA) National Championships; three NCAA Division II National Championship appearances; 21 South Atlantic Conference titles. In 37 seasons at Carson-Newman, Coach Sparks collected 338 wins.

Nearly a decade after his 2016 retirement and eight-plus years since his passing, Coach Sparks is ranked sixth among college football coaches in wins. He stands just behind names like Joe Paterno, Eddie Robinson and Bobby Bowden and ahead of Bear Bryant, Pop Warner and Nick Saban.

While football was Sparks’ platform, his success was not limited to the playing field. Prior to being named head football coach at Mossy Creek, Sparks oversaw the track program, which performed well enough to earn him Southern Collegiate Track Coach of the Year honors in 1977.

There is more. Lots more. Long lists of accomplishments, on the field and off. Coach-of-the-Year in first one category then another. Lifetime achievement honors.

And on and on.

But for those who knew Ken Sparks, who played for him, coached beside him, even across the field against him, such stats and records were secondary to the coach’s greater mission.

Teaching others about Jesus Christ.

“You wonder why this man showed up in so many people’s lives,” asked Jeff Joslin, who played for Coach Sparks at both Farragut High School in Knoxville, Tennessee and at Carson-Newman.

He showed up in Joslin’s life. Then and now. Years later, the impact Sparks had on Joslin led the latter, who, through his Double J Entertainment Company, produced a full-length film on the coach.

“… It’s amazing where God will step in and do His work and he’s using a game called football to change people’s lives,” Joslin said.

Mark Isom knows that fully. An All-American at Carson-Newman it was Sparks’ influence off the field, as well as on, that impacted Isom.

“He always wanted to know how your heart was,” Isom said. “(He wanted to know) what you were doing and what was going on in your life.”

“His faith was a big part of who he was,” said his wife, Carol Sparks. “He would always ask, “How’s your heart?””

It was a simple question his players and assistants knew well. Before he passed away in 2017, one of America’s all-time winningest coaches would find time to focus on winning the most important game of all – salvation.

Jay Floyd was one of those, even before he became an Eagle. Visiting campus, Floyd cast an imposing figure walking the halls of the football offices at 6’6” and north of 300 pounds. As a player who drew attention from some of the biggest college programs in the country, Floyd could be a literal game-changer at Mossy Creek.

He did not know anything about Carson-Newman when he arrived. After more than an hour talking with Sparks, about nearly everything but football but mainly about Floyd’s relationship with Christ, he signed his papers to come to ϳԹ, went back to Georgia and packed his things.

“He believed in his heart that if he was introducing Christ spiritually to his players, that they would become better people,” Floyd said.

It is said the true definition of the character we possess is measured by who we are when no one is looking.

Serving Christ through his role at Carson-Newman was THE game plan for the legendary coach. To execute the plan, Sparks served many capacities: fundraiser, relationship builder, advocate, encourager – and for many young men donning the Orange and Blue, a father-figure.

“He wanted to show the players Christ-like love,” said Carol. “So many of them didn’t come from a very stable family situation. And he was very sensitive to that.”

He understood what Billy Graham was credited with saying, that a “coach will impact more people in one year than the average person will in a lifetime.”

Former Carson-Newman chaplain Ken Smith saw it first-hand and often, saying Coach Sparks cared about his players’ lives and what they were going through.

“He knew what (a player) brings to practice is what he deals with off the field,” Smith said.

Carol says it was her husband’s faith that made that possible.

To spend so many years in an occupation where everything is measured by wins and losses and the performances of young student-athletes, Sparks understood the big picture.

We serve an undefeated God.

To this day, a Sparks tradition continues each fall as football players make the trek from this stadium down the hill to the waters of Mossy Creek. There, each who has made a public profession of faith in Christ may be baptized in the presence of teammates – just one reminder of a coach’s eternal gameplan and the mission of Carson-Newman University.


TRANSFORMATIONAL

Phil Young

It is not a typical college class on a normal campus. Anything but that, really.

If one looks closely, very closely, it contains the components: an instructor, students, textbooks and lively conversation. But a broader scan reveals in this setting with these students, well, there is something very different indeed.

No, this is not a typical college class on a normal campus. This is a prison.

But these are students, hungry to learn. Make no mistakes about that.

It is for that reason Dr. Phil Young’s morning routine in preparing for class looks a bit different than most college professors. He arrives on site around 7:45 in the morning.

“We go through all the normal screening that all the staff goes through to make sure we’re not bringing anything in we shouldn’t,” he says. “We get to the classroom between 7:45 and 8 a.m.Prepare the room for the day. Students begin arriving around 8:15.”

It has been nearly two years, the fall semester of 2023 to be exact, since the ϳԹ launched its prison ministry program in coordination with the Tennessee Department of Corrections and the Morgan County Correctional Complex (MCCX). During that time, this structured process has become routine for Young, the former Director of Prison Ministry, and the students in the program. He now serves Director of the Tom Elliff Center for Missions.

The program offers a Bachelor of Arts degree in Christian Studies, with an emphasis in Christian Ministry. Each interested student had to apply and meet certain criteria to be accepted. Fourteen inmates are currently seeking their degrees in the program.

“They have to articulate a salvation experience in their life – a time when they came to place their faith and trust in Christ as their savior,” said Young, “because it is an unapologetically Christian program coming out of Carson-Newman.”

It is not the first time Carson-Newman and Morgan County have connected. Prior to the construction of MCCX, inmates were sent to Brushy Mountain State Penitentiary. In the late1960s, the warden of Brushy Mountain was Lake Russell, a 1925 graduate of Carson-Newman and, for a time, head football coach.

“Brushy” had quite the reputation. Known probably more for breaking men than building them.

This partnership, this program, exists for the latter.

The learning process is intense. Five days a week. Six-hour days. Focused. Intentional. Along with a sociology class, courses this fall span from “Intro to Old Testament” to “Sermon Preparation and Delivery.”

Young admitted that as one of the program’s professors, it was initially intimidating. “You think, ‘how am I going to possibly fill six hours of lecture time for a three-hour course?’ But what you find is that the students are very engaged. The classroom typically is very interactive. They’re asking questions. They’re sharing opinions. They prepare their material. They’re very devoted and interested in learning.”

He noted the group’s desire to perform at the highest level – going above and beyond basic expectations. The classroom engagement allows students to share their life stories. According to Young, the experience opens the door to something special—sometimes it’s the professors learning from the students.

“We get a chance to see how they view their spiritual experience in a very unique and different context than what we bring to the classroom,” said Young. “We get to bring our perspective on Scripture and theological education, and they help us see it from their perspective. We get to see it through their eyes, and that helps us to see God in a way that may be bigger and broader than we’ve seen God sometimes in our limited scope.”

No stranger to ministry, Young pastored a local church for 20 years after his service in the United States Air Force. He has served in different roles within the Tennessee Baptist Mission Board, as well as director of missions for the Knox County Association of Baptists. Through those experiences he got to know the faculty at Carson-Newman, even serving as an adjunct professor. That is where God’s path for Young took a turn.

He was asked by Dr. David Crutchley, dean of ϳԹ’s School of Biblical and Theological Studiesabout overseeing a new initiative for a Prison Ministry. Young was not moved by the idea – at least at first. But he promised Crutchley he would pray about it. Crutchley then asked Young if he wanted to travel to the prison with him, sit in on interviewing the first set of applicants for the program.

Young had been looking for an answer to his prayers. It came on this trip.

“God spoke to me very directly through that experience and through the stories of the prison students to tell me that this is where he wanted me in this season of my life.” Such clarity has offered peace in his decision. He has not looked back.

Not only moved by the program, Young is also moved by its students, impressed by their dedication and drive. Of the 14 students in the class, 12 finished the first year with honors. Five students with a 4.0 GPA. Every member of the class qualified for membership in Tri-Alpha Honor Society for First Generation College Students.

As pleased as he is with how well the students are doing academically, Young points to a bigger picture that provides context to ϳԹ’s program: some students will never step outside their current setting, spending the rest of their lives in prison. It is because of that, a different perspective comes into view.

“This is not just about getting a bachelor’s degree,” he explained, noting that other educational programs within the state’s prison system already offer such opportunities.

“We want to give them a very solid biblical theological education,” he said. “But the ultimate goal is that they will be deployed and utilized in the Tennessee prison system as ministers.”

The program’s approach of meeting the inmates where they are and offering a Christ-centered education and sense of purpose is already yielding stories of impact, redemption and transformation.

Often asked to speak to groups on behalf of the University and provide updates on the progress of the program Young relates a story that impacts those in the room, at times to the point of tears.

Several months ago, one of the students was up for parole. At his hearing, he asked the panel if he could speak first. The request was granted.

“He asked the parole board to delay his parole hearing for another two and a half years so that he could complete this program,” said Young. “He said, ‘I need to finish this program, and then I will be the man society needs me to be, and I’ll be the father and the husband that I need to be when I go back home.’

That request was granted as well.

“That’s why Carson-Newman is a special place,” Young said. “Carson-Newman is giving an opportunity for men like this to fulfill one of the values the University has identified—and that is to produce servant-leaders.”

Transformational experiences. For the students. For Dr. Young. And for many others touched by the work of Christ in a place where one may not expect.


FUTURE

The Future of Mossy Creek

While the 175th Anniversary of Carson-Newman coincides with the 2026/27 academic year, the history of this storied institution goes back even further than that. At least two years earlier, in 1849, conversations were held in earnest about an institution of higher learning somewhere in our area.

As we know, it was founded and remains on the banks of Mossy Creek.

The early curriculum of Mossy Creek Missionary Baptist Seminary was streamlined, rigorous and classical.

Course offerings were astronomy, chemistry, history, literature, mathematics, mental and moral sciences, natural philosophy and Latin, Greek and Hebrew.

Looking back through the window of time, daunting could be an apt description of this class schedule. From the perspective of the mid-19th century, however, it was to be expected instruction in the few institutions of higher learning that existed in the country.

In 1851 only 31 states of the current 50 United States had been admitted to the union. There were, give or take, in the neighborhood of 250 colleges and universities in a country still officially less than 100 years old. Of those, less than 20 were fully classified as “state institutions” or had at least connections or affiliations with a state government.

The rest, more than 90% of the institutions nationwide, were private, and launched, in large part, in conjunction with a church denomination. The focus was on developing leaders, especially in the ministry and education, but across the board. Critical thinking and problem solving were standards, designed to graduate students who could impact their communities.

That was the intent at what is now ϳԹ. While the name has changed several times, the location – despite a concerted effort in the early years to move operations to nearby Morristown – and the mission have not.

And while there have been adjustments, they may not carry the same name, many classes or variations of those original offerings remain.

Sure, there are some places that now exist only in the memories of those who walked these paths during their time at Mossy Creek.

The 10,000-gallon silo — later converted to an observatory — that was built to supply the campus with water from a local spring was torn down in 1966 to expand Butler Hall. The first two of the three Henderson Halls were both destroyed by fire, 1916 and 1974. Blanc-Davis Hall, known affectionately (or not?) by many as “The Barn,” was home to hundreds of male undergraduates through a 60-year history. Mentioning they lived in “The Barn” draws a wry smile and even a chuckle from many alums. But time spent there was endearing, or at least memorable, enough for an obituary for the facility to appear in The Orange and Blue campus newspaper when a barn razing (not raising) was held.

Two have lived, and still exist both physically and in our hearts, for more than half the life of the school. Sarah Swann Hall is 120 years young and Butler-Blanc opened more than a century ago as well.

The difference is what has been added through the years. Almost every decade has seen contributions to the Carson-Newman legacy intended to provide for the future. Buildings, academic and athletic facilities, programs and amenities all have been created or enhanced, growing opportunities for students while staying rooted in the foundation.

In just the last four years, the Drama and Ted Russell Health Sciences Center and the latest residence life facility West Campus Commons have been developed and built. An outdoor recreation park for students that provides space for more than a half-dozen activities now exsitsat West Campus and a new child development lab opens its doors this coming academic year.

New satellite education centers have been created in the Knoxville and Nashville markets.

New programs have launched to meet evolving needs of churches, schools and the business world and expand opportunities for our students once they leave Mossy Creek.

Programs offering a master’s degree in accountancy and business analytics, an MBA in entrepreneurial leadership and a master’s of divinity all have been launched in the last 24 months. The Moser Center for Entrepreneurial Leadership opened to work with our students on campus and business owners and operators in our region and state.

Meeting the needs of both our world and our region, bachelor’s degree programs in homeland security and emergency management, and hospitality and tourism management — the second-largest industry in Tennessee bringing in more than $30 billion in revenue annually to the Volunteer State — start this fall.

Also, Artificial Intelligence in Business program has been launched, charged with teaching “the importance of exercising biblical discernment to ensure that AI-driven insights and technologies are used ethically, responsibly, and in the service of Christ.”

A program in supply chain management (Business) and a minor in archeology through our Department of Biblical and Theological Studies are exciting recent developments as well.

At the doctorate level, 2026 sees the launch of the Doctor of Nurse Anesthesia Practice, one of the region’s most in-demand positions within the medical field.

Teaching for the future while never forgetting our past. Rooted in the gospel of Jesus Christ, students at Mossy Creek have more academic offerings than ever. Assistance from alumni and non-alum stakeholders to financially support such programs is critical to their success.

On the occasion of the 100th Anniversary of our beloved institution, 1916 alum Dr. I.N. Carr was asked to chronicle the first century of our existence in a book. Weaving the responsibility through his other duties at Mossy Creek – where he served as professor, dean and head of the department of history and political science – the manuscript was published in the summer of 1959.

It is an extremely detailed account, not only of our first 108 years, but our founding. As we look to the future here at Mossy Creek, the programs – both academically and athletically – that are needed and the buildings and facilities in which to house them are discussed, we look to the words of Dr. Carr and his evaluation of our founders. The ones, as our president, Dr. Charles A. Fowler often states, on whose shoulders we stand. Looking to our past as we plan our future.

Instead of summarizing Dr. Carr’s words, we will just relay them here. For they are as appropriate as anything we could pen ourselves nearly 70 years later.

It is very definite that the founders of Mossy Creek Missionary Baptist Seminary were not stargazers, emotional or ignorant men, following blindly some impractical daydream without knowing whiter it led. Rather they planned for the future.” (Carr: History of Carson-Newman College, 1959)


UNIQUE

Marcia McQuitty

It is interesting to begin a story, a story about a unique situation, with a very non-unique occurrence.

Marcia McQuitty was not going to attend Carson-Newman. In fact, she had never heard of it. That, by itself, is not unique. We hear frequently from alums that coming to Mossy Creek was not their first choice … if it was a choice at all.

But God’s plans often are not ours. And His usually are better. As a result, we also hear frequently from those same alums coming to Carson-Newman changed their lives.

So, Carson-Newman not being on Marcia McQuitty’s radar is not unique, especially considering her circumstances. But her journey was and now, 60 years later, remains so.

Attending a Christian school more than 12 hours away from home would have seemed ridiculous at best to a young lady growing up in Newport News, Virginia; in a home that, at least in her early years, did not have a strong Christian influence.

But even at the young age of seven, Marcia’s heart was convicted when a church was planted within walking distance of her home. She started praying for her parents to begin attending church. They did not at first. But that did not stop Marcia from going.

She went through what many young children experience, teasing, especially when it came to things like her family’s financial situation and the small size of their house. She prayed the prayer of a seven-year-old, for things a child of that age thinks will improve their circumstances.

She prayed for a brother. Simple logic in the mind of a seven-year-old. A bigger family might mean the need for a bigger house. But the family did have another child. And her dad added on to the home.

Her parents still were not attending church, but Marcia was. Sometime between the ages of eight and nine, Marcia made a public profession of faith and was baptized. She was concerned about what her parents would say. But that did change her mind. The church, says Marcia, “was very mission-minded.” So, the seeds of Marcia’s life as a missionary were sown.

While her parents still had not followed their daughter to church, Marcia received support from other avenues. Her grandparents, other members of the church and an uncle, Obed.

The name Obed means “to serve” or “to worship.” Various Obeds appear in Scripture. The most notable of them was the son of Ruth and Boaz, the father of Jesse and, thus, the grandfather of King David. So, his impact, obviously, was immeasurable.

Marcia’s uncle Obed, she said, had a large impact on her life as well. Most notably, he instilled in her the importance tithing which she started doing during her first job as a babysitter and continues doing to this day.

By the time Marcia was 11 more prayers had been answered. That was when she says her dad came to know the Lord and her parents started attending church “and never missed a day after that.”

Unique, indeed, to find a prayer warrior in one so young.

Through her teenage years one of Marcia’s main concerns was where to attend college. Again, she turned to prayer.

“I prayed, ‘Lord, where should I go?’” she said. “I visited a few places that just didn’t fit. I saw a marketing piece from Carson-Newman and audibly heard the Lord say ‘Marcia, this is where you will go to school.’ I had never set foot on the Carson-Newman campus until my parents took me.”

But she loved it. Marcia took advantage of the ministry opportunities on campus, including the volunteer band. Following her freshman year, she applied to be a home missionary and, again through fervent prayer, asked for God to send her to a place in need “as far from Virginia as possible.” She was called to go to California.

The next two summers she spent in the Pacific Northwest. A group Marcia refers to as “The Baylor Boys” were spending their summers on mission in Oregon. They had a vacancy for a pianist. Marcia got the call.

After her graduation from Carson-Newman, her experiences led her to enroll in Southwestern Seminary in Fort Worth. She became the first female to graduate from the MDiv (Master of Divinity) program and she also met her future husband, David.

Her mission work has led her all over the country and all across the world. During those years, David returned to Southwestern to earn his doctorate. While there, Marcia finished her MRE (Master of Religious Education) and served as a pre-school minister. In addition to their biological son, they adopted two more. She even served on the faculty at Southwestern for 20 years as a Professor of Childhood Education.

Stories are often related of running into members of the Carson-Newman family all over the world. On mission trips to Alaska, on vacation in Canada in a hospital in Texas. During her teaching days at Southwestern, Marcia got to meet several other members of the faculty. One, in a different department, was Dr. David Crutchley. Now the long-time dean of Biblical and Theological Studies at Carson-Newman, Marcia and Dr. Crutchley stay in touch.

Marica’s life has come full-circle as well. After years of serving as a pre-school director and earning her Doctorate in Education, they are now back that at their original church, teaching Sunday School “where it all started.” They own a house used for missionaries to rest between assignments.

There are many thoughts and memories Marcia McQuitty has of her time at Mossy Creek. One of her major impressions was the various opportunities provided to students to serve in missions and evangelism.

Opportunities that remain today.

In fact, just this past spring, Marcia was in Hawaii for an advisory council meeting with the Hawaii Pacific Baptist Convention. During her stay she crossed paths with 14 college students, in Hawaii on a spring break mission trip. Oh … those 14 students were from Carson-Newman.

Full circle. The Lord continues to show up, time after time, answering prayer after prayer.

Which, with the faith of a child, should not be considered unique at all.


LEGACY

Melvin Houston Baker

A legacy is a gift, something left behind for someone else for their benefit to enjoy or from which more can be learned. Sure, a legacy can be detrimental, the uncle no one mentions at Thanksgiving. But most often it is not.

Usually, a legacy leaves a positive impact on the recipient(s), something cherished, whether financially or just in memory, to be protected or, maybe, even then turned into something bigger.

Sevier County, Tennessee was a much different place in 1885 than, say, 1985. But really, so was most of East Tennessee

Still a rural frontier, one of pioneers and mountain folk, it was nearly 60 years before the President of the United States, Franklin D. Roosevelt, stood at Newfound Gap and dedicated the Great Smoky Mountains National Park. It was, in some cases, 100 years removed from that park,generating the large numbers of visitors annually that helped birth Ripley’s Aquarium of the Smokies and Dollywood, The Titanic and Tanger, sky lifts and shopping.

It was into this late 19th-Century Sevier County, the one of pioneers, August 11, 1885, Melvin Houston Baker was born. Little did anyone know the pioneer he would be, or the legacy he would leave.

Information on Melvin’s early years is scant. At least four sources list August 11,1885 as his date of birth. One says the same date in 1886. We will go with the majority. The rest states he was born “into humble beginnings” in Sevierville to Joseph and Amanda B. (Fox) Baker. And that is pretty much is it until his early 20s when we learn, from 1908 to 1912, he was a salesman for the Miller Manufacturing Company. He also, in 1911, graduated from ϳԹ – then Carson and Newman College.

His business acumen was noticed when he moved from Miller Manufacturing to a sales position with the Beaver Board Company. “For Better Walls and Ceilings” use Beaver Board the advertisements proclaimed. In two short years, he became sales manager where he stayed for eight years. From 1922 to 1924 Baker served as vice-president of the American Manufacturers Foreign Credit Underwriters.

Then it was time to strike out on his own. With two partners, he founded the National Gypsum Company, a supplier of building and construction materials. He started as vice president, where he spent three years. He then was elected president and CEO, posts he held for the next 37 years until he retired in 1965.

He grew his company and the communities he served. Through “The Great Depression” to the post-war building boom of the 1940s and ‘50s, National Gypsum moved from a company making one product in one location to a widely diversified organization with plants in a couple dozen cities and offices in at least 14 more.

Next month, National Gypsum celebrates its 100thԲԾ.

Melvin did not just invest his time and focus on his company. True to the Carson-Newman mission of helping our students reach their full potential as educated citizens and worldwide servant-leaders, Melvin followed suit.

He was very active in both social and charitable efforts. At different times in his career, he was a director of at least nine major business organizations and10 civic groups, including the Buffalo Area Chamber of Commerce, American Cancer Crusade and war relief efforts in Russian and Britian.

For his accomplishments and patterns of “giving back” Melvin was the recipient of five honorary university degrees and, to this day, a faculty position in American Enterprise at the University of Buffalo is the Melvin H. Baker professorship. He was named by the Harvard Business School one of the Great American Business Leaders of the 20thԳٳܰ.

Even after retirement, he served on the Board of Directors for National Gypsum for nine more years and then as a consultant until his passing in 1976.

Melvin Baker’s legacy goes much deeper than that. All the way back to Mossy Creek in fact.

More than 72 years ago, Melvin Baker gave back to his alma mater in the manner of an endowed scholarship. Signed by Melvin and then-president Harley Fite, it remains in the Carson-Newman files as the oldest active scholarship at Mossy Creek. Through nearly three-quarters of a century, hundreds of students have received scholarships from Melvin Baker’s gift.

And they still do today.

It is very possible that neither Melvin Baker nor Dr. Harley Fite imagined students still receiving financial assistance going on 80 years after Baker honored his alma mater with a gift. Many of those recipients may not otherwise have been able to attend college at Mossy Creek. In fact, that was one of Baker’s concerns.

As we said, a legacy can leave a positive impact on the recipient(s), something cherished, whether financially or just in memory, to be protected or, maybe, even then turned into something bigger.

It is more possible, even probable, students receiving this assistance do not know the story of Melvin Baker. But they are part of his legacy, more than seven decades in the making. Maybe now they will know. Hopefully many others will too.

And with that, there may come an awareness of the impact a legacy like that can have on so many – even long after we are gone.