I'm In My Prime. There's No Goal

What Do You Do After You Are World-famous And Nineteen Or Twenty And You Have Sat With Prime Ministers, Kings And Queens, The Pope? Do You Go Back Home And Take A Job? What Do You Do To Keep Your Sanity? You Come Back To The Real World.

When The Sun Is Shining I Can Do Anything; No Mountain Is Too High, No Trouble Too Difficult To Overcome.

Black Women . . . Work Because Their Husbands Can't Make Enough Money At Their Jobs To Keep Everything Going. . . . They Don't Go To Work To Find Fulfillment, Or Adventure, Or Glamour And Romance, Like So Many White Women Think They Are Doing. Black Women Work Out Of Necessity.

I Had A Series Of Childhood Illnesses... Scarlet Fever.... Pneumonia.... Polio. I Walked With Braces Until I Was At Least Nine Years Old. My Life Wasn't Like The Average Person Who Grew Up And Decided To Enter The World Of Sports.

I Would Be Disappointed If I Were Remembered As A Runner Because I Feelthat My Contribution To The Youth Of America Has Far Exceeded The Woman Who Was The Olympic Champion.