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Spurrier was born on April 20, 1945, in Miami Beach, Florida. He is the son of a Presbyterian minister, J. Graham Spurrier, and his wife Marjorie. Spurrier's father moved the family repeatedly, and only stayed in Miami Beach for about a year after Steve was born, moving first to Charlotte, North Carolina, then Athens, Newport and Johnson City, Tennessee. The Spurrier family moved to Johnson City when Steve was twelve years old, and his father coached the Little League baseball team for which Steve played.
While he was a University of Florida student, Spurrier was a member of Alpha Tau Omega Fraternity (Alpha Omega chapter), and was inducted into the University of Florida Hall of Fame, the University of Florida Athletic Hall of Fame, and Florida Blue Key leadership honorary.
Spurrier married his college sweetheart, the former Jerri Starr, on September 14, 1966, during his senior year at the University of Florida. They have been married for forty-six years, and have four children together—Amy, Lisa, Steve, Jr., and Scott, as well as seven grandchildren. Spurrier's younger son, Scott, played wide receiver for the Gamecocks through the 2009 season, and his older son, Steve, Jr., is currently the Gamecocks' receivers coach.
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