My family was poor, my father drove a cab for a living, but we felt normal because everybody else was in the same boat.

Back then every small town had a gym, and if itseated more than 2,000 then we'd be interested in playing in it.

We lived in Yorkville, which is located on the East End of Manhattan. It's further east than Hell's Kitchen, and back then it was the kind of place where the roaches and cockroaches were big enough to carry away small children.

We ran an up-tempo, transition-style of game at Boston College - very similar to what we ran when I played for Arnold.

We lived in Yorkville until 1940, at which point we moved into the St. Albans neighborhood of Queens.

But in fairness also to the idea of continuing success, you also have to exploit opportunities.

People have been killing because of racial differences since the time of Adam and Eve, but in this country racism has been primarily aimed at African Americans.