I Taught Myself How To

When I Was A Kid, Everybody In The Neighborhood Picked Me To Be The One In Jail Or Be In The Cemetery By The Time I Was 20.

I Hate To Blow My Own Horn, But I Gave A Lot Of People Fits.

I Grew Up In A Tough Neighborhood Where A Lot Of Kids Were Older Than Me. The Older Kids Decided To Pick Me On Me Starting When I Was About 6 And It Didn't Take Me Long To Take A Stand For Myself.

The Only Thing I Would Change Is During The Summer - When I Was Working My Summer Job, If I Was Smart, I Would Have Taken Flying Lessons At Auburn.

Back Before I Injured My Hip, I Thought Going To The Gym Was For Wimps.