I'm no hero. Heroes don't come back. Survivors return home. Heroes never come home. If anyone thinks I'm a hero, I'm not.
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Type: Athlete Born: November 3, 1918 |
So for a year I spent all my time hiding from Jack Charlton in the car park practising my skills.
We didn't have any segregation at the Cotton Club. No. The Cotton Club was wide open, it was free.

