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Podcast No. 201: Jeff Dahood

From the day he was born, we called him “Bino.”
Soon, we will call him “Judge Jeff Dahood.”
Jeff Dahood is the son of legendary Montana lawyer Wade Dahood. The elder Dahood, who passed away at the age of 94 in 2022, was instrumental in the writing the Montana Constitution in 1972.
He was also well-known and highly-respected in the courtroom. He was known for his fancy Italian suits, his larger-than-life booming voice and courtroom victories.
Jeff Dahood was born at the old Silver Bow Hospital in Butte, and he grew up between Butte, Fairmont and Anaconda. After graduating from Anaconda High School in 1996, Jeff went to Montana Tech before obtaining a law degree from the University of South Dakota.
He practiced law with his father for 15 years before his passing.
For years, Jeff Dahood also ran a DJ service, and he has been the sound man at Anaconda Copperhead sporting events. In 2022 and again last week, Jeff also drove to Butte to run the sound system for the Butte Sports Hall of Fame.
He strongly embraces his roots in Butte and Anaconda, and has a legitimate claim to both of the “sister cities.”
Earlier this year he filed to run for District Court judge in Montana’s Third District, which covers Anaconda-Deer Lodge, Granite and Powell counties. He filed to succeed Judge Ray Dayton, who is stepping aside after his third six-year term on the bench.
Jeff Dahood is running uncontested, so he will be sworn in as District Court Judge in January.
Listen in to this podcast as we talk about his roots in the Mining City and Smelter City. Listen as he talks about the origins of his nickname, which he received before he even left the hospital.
Listen in as Jeff talks about his father’s legacy and why he decided to run for District Court judge.
Today’s podcast is presented by Leskovar Honda, home of the 20-year, 200,000-mile warrantee.
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One photo said it all

Don Peoples and I looked at each other as Bill Salonen introduced himself to Gary Kane after the Butte Sports Hall of Fame Green Jacket Ceremony.
Bill and Gary were both Butte High basketball stars, but their Bulldog careers were separated by almost four decades. So, they had never met before.
Gary, who was inducted into the Butte Sports Hall of Fame in 2022, was at the Butte Civic Center for a couple of reasons. He came back to town to take part in the Green Jacket Ceremony of the Hall of Fame. He was also part of the 1989 Butte High basketball team that was inducted over the weekend.
The legendary Gary Kane graduated from Butte High four years before me, so I know all about his incredible career and his legendary work ethic. It might be impossible for someone to convince me that Butte has ever produced a better basketball player.
I had only heard of the super career of Bill Salonen, but he apparently was something to watch. In 1952, Salonen led Butte High to a divisional title, and he was named to the All-Tournament team at State tournament in Butte.
While Kane went on to play in the NCAA Tournament for the University of Montana, Salonen played at Montana State.
Bill, a 1999 inductee, came back to Butte for a walk down the aisle with the Green Jackets on his 90th birthday. The large Civic Center crowd serenaded him with “Happy Birthday” as he was introduced.
Bill pumped his fist and gave a thumbs up to show his appreciation as he made his way through the crowd.
The two Butte High legends shook hands right between Peoples and me. I could see that Peoples caught the magnitude of the moment, too.
“This,” I said to the former chief executive of Butte-Silver Bow, “is why you founded the Butte Sports Hall of Fame in 1987.”
Peoples, himself a Hall of Famer, smiled and nodded in agreement.
The Butte Sports Hall of Fame came from an idea at a Butte-Silver Bow Christmas party in the 1980s. When it still seemed like a good idea the morning after the party, Peoples called Pat Kearney, and they got the ball rolling on something that turned out to be truly magical.
This latest induction class of the Hall of Fame was the fourth one that I have worked on as the executive director. It was a job that I did not want at the time, but I am so incredibly grateful that I took it.
(As if saying “no” to Don Peoples was ever an option.)
Like in 2017, 2019 and 2022, I knew there would be one moment when I would realize that all the hard work was worth it for me and my great team of volunteers.
It happens every year.
Going in, I knew there would be a time that made all the hours sitting in front of the computer and all the sleepless nights pay off. It would make all the planning and worrying seem like it was nothing.
Taking part in a conversation with Kane, Salonen and Peoples had to be it, I figured.
As it turns out, that moment still ranks very high on the list. But it wasn’t the pinnacle moment.
The next night was full of incredible moments as I got to sit on stage and interview the 10 living inductees of the Class of 2024 and a family representative of the three members being inducted after their untimely deaths.
Having a great talk with Matt Buckley, Martha (Apostle) Lonner, Betty Merrifield, Linda (Lyons) Paull, Erin Popovich, Ron Richards, John Rickman, Bruce Sayler, Steve Schulte and Kyle Smith is something that I will never forget.
Talking with family members of Dan Lean, Wanda Olson and Don Tamietti was also special.
Getting to deal with Kelvin Sampson, now the head men’s basketball coach at the University of Houston, as he sent a video for his three Montana Tech teams falls into the category of surreal.
Never did I imagine I would be getting a phone call from a Final Four coach, but that is what happened on the morning of June 4 when I answered a call from an out-of-state area code.
“What’s your favorite thing about Montana Tech basketball in the 1980s,” Coach Sampson asked without identifying himself.
Without hesitation, I said “‘Flyin’ Brian Vaughns and Kelvin Sampson.”
Seeing Kane, Todd Ericson and the rest of the 1989 Bulldogs at the induction was also kind of surreal. Those guys don’t have a first-place trophy, but they will always be champions in my book.
It was great to see so many classmates as the 1992 Butte High wrestling team was inducted, and it was fun to see the 1996 Butte High softball team finally get recognized after Mother Nature cheated them out of a State title.
The 1999 Butte Central softball team was the first Hall of Fame team that I covered as a sportswriter. It was great seeing those women again, but it made me feel old.
Seeing Ronnie Counts receive the loudest ovation of the Green Jacket Ceremony as he was honored with the Special Olympic Lifetime Achievement Award was something very special, too.
Yes, this year’s induction ceremonies were full of fantastic moments that made all the hard work seem like nothing.

Ron Richards makes his way to the stage during Friday’s Green Jacket Ceremony at the Butte Civic Center. (Photo by Josie Trudgeon) It turns out, though, that the one pinnacle moment didn’t hit me until the morning after it was all over. That is when photographer Josie Trudgeon sent me a photo of inductee Ron Richards walking down the aisle on his way to receive his Green Jacket from his brother, Ted.
Richards had a big smile on his face as he picked up a grandson. A granddaughter was making her way to grandpa, and the crowd was eating up the moment.
The picture, like many other pictures that you can see on Josie’s website, is worth way more than a thousand words. It was even more special to see the photo because I was busy helping line up the people presenting the Hall of Famers with their Green Jackets, and I missed it live.
Coach Richards was known as a hard-nosed, no-nonsense coach when he was the offensive coordinator at Montana Tech. Seeing the softer side of him as he walked into history was surprising and just plain awesome.
If I start to think that all the work we do for the Butte Sports Hall of Fame is too much when we prepare for our Class of 2026, all I will have to do is look at that photo. That photo is why we do what we do.
But seeing Bill Salonen introduce himself to Gary Kane was pretty awesome, too.
— Bill Foley, who will be starstruck for the next couple of months, can be reached at foles74@gmail.com. Follow him at twitter.com/Foles74. Listen to him on the ButteCast on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or wherever you find your favorite podcasts.
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He calls me ‘Guy’

Ronnie Counts calls me “Guy.”
That’s what he calls all men and boys when he knows that he knows us but doesn’t know our name. I fall under that category.
Ronnie knows me pretty well. He knows my son, and he knows that he had some health issues a few years back. When Grady isn’t with me, Ronnie asks, “How’s your boy?”
You can tell that he genuinely cares about him. You just can’t fake that kind of sincerity, and Ronnie is nothing if not sincere.
Ronnie knows legendary sportswriter Bruce Sayler by name. Bruce is one of the lucky few, and he knew I worked with Bruce. After Bruce suffered a heart attack and was severely injured in the crash the attack caused in 2002, Ronnie would come up to me to ask, “How’s Bruce?”
Of course, just about everybody in town knows Ronnie. Most of us call him “Coach Ron” or “Coach Ronnie” or simply “Coach.”
Ronnie is a Special Olympian, and he has been a part of so many teams. He has “coached” with the Butte High Bulldogs, Butte Central Maroons, Montana Tech Orediggers and countless other teams around town.
He used to direct the band at every school in town, and he often dressed up as an umpire at local softball games when he was younger.
I have known Ronnie for as long as I can remember. When I was in junior high school, I used to work the concession stand at the Stodden Park softball fields.
Ronnie would come to the counter and say something like, “I’d buy a hotdog and a pop, but I have no money.”
Or, he’d throw a handful of pennies, nickels and dimes on the counter and say, “What can I get for this?”
Of course, Ronnie’s money was never good at the concession stand when I worked. He got whatever he wanted for free, and he was not shy at all about taking advantage of that.
Ronnie, who can eat more hotdogs than Joey Chesnut, truly is a Butte legend. He has been at the heart of so many great Butte sports moments that it is hard to even begin to count them all.
When he addressed a packed Butte Civic Center full of athletes before the Special Olympic State Basketball tournament in 2019, former NFL player Colt Anderson told the crowd that Ronnie was his favorite coach of all time.
We all have our favorite Ronnie story, and mine is one that has been going on for about eight years now. It started when I took a photo of Ronnie holding up a BC towel while he was sitting on the end of the team bench during a divisional basketball tournament at the Maroon Activities Center.
It was a pretty cool photo that I put in the photo gallery inside the game story on ButteSports.com.
Not long after I took that photo, my computer crashed. Luckily, I still had all the all the photos on the website. Or so I thought.
For reasons I will never understand, the guy redesigning ButteSports.com decided to trash all the photos that we had on the site from 2012 into 2016.
Sure, I have all the photos somewhere on laptops of that have long since crashed. But getting them off the computers is above my technological savvy.
I believe I have three computers like that in my basement because PC laptops, in my experience, only last two years.
Not long after the ill-advice decision to trash our ButteSports.com photos, Ronnie started to ask me for copies of the photos I took of him.
“Hey guy,” he will say when I see him. “You get those photos for me?”
He has literally asked me that more than 100 times. I feel like I am disappointed him every time I see him. He does not understand the reason I do not have the photos.
He kept asking even after I gave up the job with ButteSports.com and started officiating basketball games. Ronnie will see me standing in the officials costume across the court and walk over. “Hey Guy,” he will say. “You got those photos yet?”
Ronnie is never disappointed that I don’t have the photos. He always laughs at me, and I tell him I will work on it.
Ronnie showed up in uniform to coach the Butte Muckers during their June baseball tournament in Butte. During one game, he came up to the press box, where I was working as the public address announcer, because it was an unseasonably cold day.
“I’d buy one of those sweatshirts,” Ronnie said, “but I didn’t bring my money.”
It was like I was at the concession stand again. I knew exactly what Ronnie was getting at, but he would never flat-out ask me to buy him a hoodie. But he did ask me to drive him home so he could get a sweatshirt.
So, my wife and I bought Ronnie a “Muck Show” hoodie, and he was happy as could be as he pulled it over his head. He was also very grateful.
“Thanks guy,” Ronnie said. “You get those photos yet?”
This weekend, I will have more than a photo for Ronnie. We will have a plaque for him during the Green Jacket Ceremony of the Butte Sports Hall of Fame induction. Ronnie will get to take that plaque home, while a replica will forever hang on the wall with the Butte Sports immortals of the Hall of Fame in the lobby of the Civic Center.
Ronnie wasn’t voted into the Hall of Fame as a Green Jacket, but he will be the recipient of our first Special Olympics Lifetime Achievement Award. We are inviting every Special Olympian in town to walk down the aisle and go on stage with Ronnie as he receives the special honor.
We plan honor a Special Olympian every time we induct a Hall of Fame class moving forward. It is something that is long overdue.
“Special Olympian” is not just a clever term. Those athletes truly are special. If Special Olympians ran the world, it would be a much better place. There would be no war, and everyone would be happy to take care of everyone else.
None is more special that Coach Ron. Not in these parts.
This honor, though, is not an attempt to stop Ronnie from asking me for those photos. I know that will never happen.
I know that because Coach Ron was in uniform as the Butte Miners won the South A District American Legion baseball tournament in Butte in July of 2022. Of course, the team went on to win the Class A State title and the Northwest Class A Regional title, and Ronnie was on Cloud 9.
After the District championship game, I took a picture of Ronnie with a handful of Miners players. Ronnie was happy as could be in the photo.
The next day, I got a print of the photo and put it in a nice frame. I brought it by Ronnie’s apartment to give it to him. While I did not have those other photos, I knew Ronnie would be thrilled with the photo I gave him.
He might even forget about the other photos, I figured. I figured wrong.
When I handed Ronnie the photo, he looked at it and beamed. I could tell that he was really happy with the picture.
With a big smile on his face, he held it out and stared at the photo for what had to be 30 seconds.
“Thanks Guy,” Ronnie said as he turned to look at me. “You got those other photos yet?”
— Bill Foley, who answers to Guy, Bill, Billy, Mac or Buddy, can be reached at foles74@gmail.com. Follow him at twitter.com/Foles74. Listen to him on the ButteCast on Apple Podcasts, Spotify or wherever you find your favorite podcasts.





































