IT ALWAYS STARTS WITH DAD. Gary Rasumussen's father Wilbert (in sling) with Finnish jumper Pentti Heino at the 1950 World Championships hosted in Lake Placid.. See caption, below. |
GARY RASMUSSEN
Ishpeming Ski Club
Ishpeming, MI
In the summer of
1971 the Ishpeming Ski Club proceeded with a project to tear down Suicide
Hill's old wood scaffold and build a brand new steel tower. This would be the
first complete overhaul of the hill since it was built in 1925. The $52,000.00
project was a big deal for our small towns at the time and much of the help was
done by volunteer iron workers and apprentice labor. I was 12 at the time. As I
watched the construction progress I was often told where to go so I wasn't in
danger. The first time I was allowed to climb a ladder upon the structure was
when they had a deck on the take off. As the tower took shape I was able to
help by grabbing the end of a plank and hauling it up to it's final resting
place.
Just to put in
perspective the difference between kids those days and now, I will
mention my greatest memory from that project. The decking and railings were
finally complete. My dad, Wilbert Rasmussen and I were installing the steps and
we ran out of wood right near the top of the tower. Dad says, Gary there's a
piece of 2 by 3 in the back of the Scout. Go get that for me. We were not going
home without finishing what we started to do. The Scout was on the very bottom
of the hill. How many 12 year olds today are going to just run down a 90 meter
slide under construction then through the woods by the landing just to get a
piece of wood. Zip zoom, done.
I took my first
jumps on Suicide the following winter. At 13, I was the youngest to jump the
hill at that time. Now it seems that 10 to 12 year olds jump it all the time
and call it a nice little hill. My dad also took his first jump in 14
years. That did not go well. His last jumps taken in 1958 were for a successful
bid to make the 58 World Championship Team. I'm pretty sure I took around a
thousand jumps on Suicide over the next twenty years. None as thrilling as the
first few. Every time I hit that piece of 2 by 3 I thought about my dad.
When I first
started to jump at Suicide Bowl, Ralph Bietila and Coy Hill were
still sliding a few off now and then. Joe Perrault my dad and all the old
Hall of Famer's were like Lombardi's Packers to Ishpeming and Negaunee in the
decades to follow. What a great childhood those guys gave me.
My dad and Ralph
both died in the Veteran's Facility in Marquette. Coy and Roxy Lawson came to
visit them just before my dad was inducted into the U.P. Sports hall of Fame in
2010. He passed four days after his induction. Did those old jumpers ever
light up that building for an hour or so. In all honesty, this could be a never
ending story. Hope you enjoy this short clip.
EIDITOR'S NOTE-
Wilbert Rasmussen was inducted into the US Ski and Snowboard Hall of Fame in 1988. See bio- CLICK HERE
The caption on the back of the photo, above. |
Suicide Hill in the 1940's. A long run from the top to the bottom... especially on 12 year old legs. |
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