I've been grooming him since age 8. I knew when he was very young that with his speed, he had the potential, and he loved football.

I wrote simple poems with deep meaning instead of confusing poems that no one understands.

Now, there's not a question about it. They know that to participate at Woodward, you have to have a helmet.

I tell him, 'Do it right. Do it light. Don't subscribe to Creatine,'

That's about it, isn't it? Anything else?

To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be.