Well the list would be enormous though i think on a personal view it would be my old coach Derek McGinley. I first started training at the dale as a 1st year in secondry. A strange fellow had come along to the school sports at st andrews and asked me to join the harriers. This small man with a big heart, coached all the young kids at whitecrook and the only thing that was bigger than him, was the two holdall bags he always carried. This legend of a harrier was eventually to leave the club due to with, the committee not entering a boys team as one of the kids hadnt paid his fees. The end result was no team entered even though they would have won.
When i sat on the committee the entries were being filled in for the national champs cc, a runner called ian murphy hadnt paid his fees, so no entry. So hand in my pocket i paid his club fees and he was first finsher for the club that year. Sometimes its a bigger man that says enough is enough with these stupid games that go on in clubs and so Derek McGinley left the club was involved in the administration of athletics meetings all over scotland. Derek was a real gentlman with a heart of gold that i still dearly miss.