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Erby Walker, 70, longtime Varsity counterman


By JIM AUCHMUTEY
The Atlanta Journal-Constitution

Published on: 06/24/08

Erby Walker almost got fired when he started at the Varsity in 1952. The owner, Frank Gordy, didn't like the way he let some mustard stray from the hot dogs to the buns. But he relented and gave his new employee another chance.

Good thing. Walker went on to become the high priest of the hot dog, working the counter at the venerable North Avenue drive-in for decades. Generations of hungry Atlantans heard him bark out, "What'll ya have? What'll ya have?"


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On an average day, Walker probably waited on more than 1,000 customers, said his supervisor, Elton 'Blue' Drayton. And when he worked on Georgia Tech football Saturdays, Walker served perhaps as many as 5,000, Drayton said in 2003.

Walker, 70, died of cardiac arrest Monday at Grady Memorial Hospital. His youngest daughter, Anissa Thompson, said he had been hospitalized since falling down a flight of stairs last week and breaking several bones.

"The Varsity has been sending lots of food to the house," Thompson said.

Walker didn't coin the Varsity's trademark phrase, but he certainly put the mustard on it. "Nobody said it better than Erby," said Nancy Simms, the restaurant's CEO. "He was the king of 'What'll ya have?' "

Over the years, Walker served chili dogs and onion rings to celebrities from Muhammad Ali to Burt Reynolds to Bill Clinton. In the process, his distinctive patter and short-order slang made him a celebrity in a red-paper hat. He didn't just call out for hot dogs to go; they were "two-dogs-a-walkin'."

Walker's status was recognized in 2003 when the Atlanta Convention and Visitors Bureau inducted him into its Hospitality Hall of Fame.

Atlanta Mayor Shirley Franklin issued a statement Tuesday, praising Walker as "an iconic figure and familiar voice at the Varsity for over 50 years."

Started at age 15

Country deejay Rhubarb Jones took the death hard. "This news has made me cry for the first time in a long time," he wrote in a e-mail to the Varsity. "He is as much a part of the city's history as Margaret Mitchell, Delta Air Lines and Coca-Cola."

Walker was born in rural Georgia but grew up in Atlanta. He started at the Varsity when he was 15, earning $21 a week sweeping up, and soon graduated to the kitchen.

When the drive-in desegregated in 1964, he assumed his position at the counter, the first black man to work out front. One black customer was so taken aback by the sight of one of her own taking money, he later recalled, that she refused to hand hers over to him.

Walker was known for his ability to recite the menu, make instant calculations in his head and keep customers laughing as he kept the line moving. And he did keep the line moving; he sometimes sent people to the back of the queue if they weren't ready to order.

"I saw a man talking to himself one day," Simms remembered, "and I asked him, 'Can I help you?' And he said he was practicing his order. 'That man sent me to the back of the line. I want to get it right this time.' "

Walker eventually became one of Frank Gordy's favorite employees. The late owner sent the counterman and his family on two expenses-paid trips to Disney World.

"He worked so hard," Walker's youngest daughter said. "He told us:'It doesn't matter what you do in life. If you're a trash man, be the best trash man you can be.' "

Never really retired

Walker announced his retirement in 2003, but it didn't stick. He returned three months later, asking for his old job. He worked as recently as last week, on the day before he fell down the stairs at his home in southwest Atlanta.

He had suffered health problems for years, starting with a heart attack in 1990. At the time, he told the AJC, he had been eating a dozen Varsity hot dogs a day. "My doctor told me, 'You've got to stop eating hot dogs.' I said, 'What are you trying to do, kill me now?' "

Walker is survived by 10 children, 19 grandchildren and seven great grandchildren. His wife of 41 years, Maggie Walker, died in 1999.

Herschel Thornton Mortuary is handling the arrangements, with a visitation at 7 p.m. Thursday at the funeral home on Martin Luther King Jr. Drive. The funeral service is scheduled for 1 p.m. Friday at St. Paul AME Church on Pryor Road.

Varsity food will be served afterward, naturally.
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If you have ever been to the Varsity across from Georgia Tech you will remember this guy.

He would stand behind the counter and yell whatdahave whatdahave whatdahave

And alot of other stuff.

Got to get your grease on if your in the area of a Varsity. There are 3 . One in Athens, one on Cheshire Bridge Rd, the Jr Varsity they call it.
 
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Erby served the rich and famous.

It was said that Bill Clinton ordered the following that day.

3 chili cheese dogs
2 slaw dogs
2 order of large onion rings
1 large french fry
2 peach pies
1 Large frosted orange

And that was for himself
 

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On Georgia Tech football Saturdays, Walker served perhaps as many as 5,000 customers, his supervisor said in 2003. 'I hate to go, ' Walker, 66, said as retirement neared. "But I know I need to go. Because I ain't getting no younger."

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Imagine Agent trying to serve 5,000 customers in a day.

They would never come back.

Instead of whatyahave , Agent would say
Get the fawk otta here bitchs
 

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It's been 5+ years since I've been there, but you gotta love the Varsity.

A couple chili cheese dogs, some onion rings, a big Orange and a peach pie... :00hour

Reminds me of a Lewis Grizzard book title "Chili Dawgs always bark at night."
 

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It's been 5+ years since I've been there, but you gotta love the Varsity.

A couple chili cheese dogs, some onion rings, a big Orange and a peach pie... :00hour

Reminds me of a Lewis Grizzard book title "Chili Dawgs always bark at night."
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Yeh Lewis Grizzard left way too soon.
 

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Went to Atlanta on Memorial Day weekend and did the Geo. Aquarium and wanted to stop at the Varisity but never made it. Long day and all at the aquarium. Hope to get there next time.

Just booked tickets for Xmas so maybe then!
 

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The Yellow Jacket opened in Atlanta in 1928. From the very beginning it was an instant success. Crowds of happy, hungry Georgia Tech students and hoards of curious, happy, hungry lunch seeking city dwellers mobbed the Yellow Jacket on a regular basis. The crowds grew bigger everyday and they were hungry. The new Yellow Jacket would reside at the corner of North Ave. and Spring St.. It would be right across from the Ga. Tech campus. With skyrocketing growth and popularity Frank Gordy (the owner and founder of the Yellow Jacket) started thinking about opening a second location in Athens. Athens Georgia is the home of the University of Georgia. Go Dogs! Woof! Woof! Woof! It was quickly agreed that the name "Yellow Jacket" would not go over well in Athens. It would also kill further expansion plans to other university towns. So, in that same year, the Yellow Jacket name was dropped and the Varsity was born. Today, the Varsity is the worlds largest drive-in. It was one of the first drive-ins in the country to have curb service. The downtown Varsity sells more Coca-Cola than any other single location on the globe. It prepares over two miles of hotdogs, one ton of onions, 5000 fried pies and 300 gallons of chili a day. They serve about 15,000 people a day. On weekends when the Ga. Tech football team is playing at home, the Varsity will serve up to 30,000 people a day. They have excellent hotdogs and slaw-dogs. The fried peach pies are the best I have ever had and their onion rings are simply incredible. Add a milkshake and fries and you are in clover.
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The story is that Frank Gordy was refused admission into Georgia Tech , so he went across the street and opened a hot dog stand.
He became a millionaire many times over.

I think he became a Bulldog fan .
 
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just thinking about Varsity onion rings
makes me drool.

Scott,

Just thinking about Varsity onion rings made my heart clog up. Having said that I'll take a Naked dog walking, a bag of rags and an F.O.?


What can you say about Lewis Grizzard. I've never laughed or cried (yes cried) so much as when reading his books.




Started reading them in high school. One of my favorites was Shoot low boys, their riding Shetland ponies. May have to read them again.
 

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Today

Today, with the girls away for a few days, I slept in. I pressed snooze 20 times.

I walked downtown for a misto.

I browsed in Value Village and found a turquoise velveteen jacket for spring for only $10.

I bought frozen organic blueberries and ate them at the kitchen counter.

I looked through a music contract and thought about my crappy blue couch covered in stains and wondered if one day, I will not have to play in bars with the blender going in the background, wondered if maybe I could actually own a nice couch one day.

I sat on the front steps in the sun.

I took a nap.

I read from my favorite book.

I made tea every 5 minutes.

I did not check my email or even turn the computer on.

I ate a delicious salad made of chick peas, sprouts, walnuts and organic greens.

I ran along the water. No one was out and I could hear it lapping at the sides of the cement walls along the boardwalk.

I saw a red-winged blackbird in the reeds of the marsh, and then another, and then another. I heard them too, their song which sounds a little like a referee whistle 3 octoves too low.

I swallowed a bug. It came too fast and before I knew it it was down.

I imagined it drowning in my half-digested salad.
Posted: 08/02/13 15:54


Cracks in the Ice


I went running this morning, in the first warm sunshine. It feels like it's been a hundred years since I've felt the sun. The past few days has been gloomy and cloudy and rainy... and before that it was so cold. But today, there are rivers of melting snow everywhere, running through everything.

You'd think that after all those years of living in the prairies, I could handle the cold. But when winter comes, I stop my running routing, and go for snowy walks instead. It has to do with slipping in running shoes, and also that horrible ache that happens in your lungs when you get all huffy and puffy breathing in cold air.

So I don't run in the winter. And every year, it's like an awakening, to pump my legs and move across the road with my heart beating hard in my ears.

I often get little bursts of revelation when I run. Today, running along the waterfront, my mind started to wander. I was thinking of how Iryn, my 5 year old, loves to complain. It's exhausting to be around her sometimes. It doesn't take much for her to find fault with the world. Craig says when she was born, her first thought was: "This could be SO much better."

Sometimes it breaks my heart to see her this way. I'll plan a lovely picnic and she'll complain about the location I've chosen. Or I'll say we're gettting dressed for a walk in the snow, which I know she'll love, but she'll complain about having to get her snowpants on. Sometimes I want to shake her and say: You're going to like this. Can you just trust me for once? I also want to say: You know, life is gonna be a lot easier for you if you can learn to take it as it comes. If you can look for the beautiful instead of the ugly. Take it from me.

But as I thought about her, I remembered what I've read in so many places I can't even remember where now. It's the theory that everything you experience is a reflection of you. What you love in another is a quality you yourself posess, and what you despise in another is something you posess, in some way, as well.

It hit me: I can be exactly like her. How many times do I resist life, thinking that something could be "so much better", and missing the good that is right there in front of me? I imagined a kind motherly version of the Universe blowing out ever-so patiently, going: Kim, Kim, Kim... Can you just trust me for once? You're really going to like this.

I pondered this while I ran by the boats in the harbor and the locals out walking their dogs. For weeks now, the harbor has been frozen solid, but there were cracks in the ice now, split every which way like a road map, rivers and highways and sidestreets crisscrossing in all directions.
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ga ben

Yeh I really miss that Lewis column he wrote in AJC everyday. I would get the paper just to read it and the Sports section.
 
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