Early spring of 1967—one year after I had been homeless in Toronto—my benefactor and manager, Bertie, enlisted me to fight in the U.S.
Holy Frijoles!! Dang, you went the distance with one of only 3 guys that notched a win vs. Marvelous Marvin!? Wonders never cease with you Bob!
Great story!
The Busted and The Busty
Good one!
Holy Frijoles!! Dang, you went the distance with one of only 3 guys that notched a win vs. Marvelous Marvin!? Wonders never cease with you Bob!
Great story!
The Busted and The Busty
Good one!