By the time I met Mohammed Ali 25 yrs ago at a Hollywood benefit event, he had matured and become, rather than a radical muslim avoiding the draft and against the war, a quiet, respected symbol for excellence, kindness and peace.
He whispered something to me – his Parkinson’s only allowed that volume. I leaned in to this very tall, large man and asked him to repeat what he had said.
He did. “You are prettier than I am and than anyone else here.” (That was something with all the dolled up Hollywood stars and starlets.)
I smiled and said: Well that was worth repeating.
He smiled.
Then I said: I bet you say that to all the girls!
He chuckled.
c. GCYI