I think the hardest thing in life is to forgive. Hate is self destructive. If you hate somebody, you're not hurting the person you hate, you're hurting yourself. It's a healing, actually, it's a real healing...forgiveness.

The world, we'd discovered, doesn't love you like your family loves you.

I was raised to face any challenge.

All I knew was that hate was so deadly as any poison and did no one any good. You had to control and eliminate it, if you could.

The race film had confirmed a dead heat. That was great. But even better, most of the New York press finally learned to spell my name correctly.

I've always been called Lucky Louie. It's no mystery why.

I ended up in the Army Air Corps in the Pacific, operating out of Ayuka field in Hawaii.