It is my thought that clean living and a strict observance of the golden rule of true sportsmanship are foundation stones without which a championship structure cannot be built.

Each great athlete must some day bow to that perennial old champion, Father Time, even as I, for Time eventually wins.

To these ideals which were instilled in me when I was a youth, I attribute in a large degree the success that was mine on the bicycle tracks of the world.

There will always be that dreadful monster prejudice to do extra battle against because of their color.

In a word I was a pioneer, and therefore had to blaze my own trail.

Realizing full well that fine condition and confidence will not in themselves make a champion, it is my belief, however, that they are essential factors.

I can hardly express in words my deep feeling and sympathy for them, knowing as I do, the many serious handicaps and obstacles that will confront them in almost every walk of life.