It's hard to believe a kid hitting golf balls in the cow pastures of New Mexico could have accomplished what I have accomplished.

When I was in first grade, the kids called me 'fatso.' It hurt, but the way I overcame it was to outrun every kid in the class. So I developed a thick skin, and athletics became my way of performing and being accepted.

I want to be remembered for having a great love for my fellow man. Because, you know, I do.

When I drive into Augusta and down Magnolia Lane, there's just a spirit and nostalgia about it that you experience nowhere else. Why? Because it's the same place every year.

As I don't know what life would be like without my Chaplin connections, I work with them. I'm just really happy it's a family I can be proud of; it's not as if I'm related to some Z-list celebrity.

My brothers first brought me to boxing. I dedicate the fights to them and my father and fight for my family.

My parents, fleeing a repressive regime in the Dominican Republic, were embraced by this country and taught us to love it in return. After my father served proudly in the U.S. Army, they settled in Buffalo, N.Y., and were able to live the American Dream.

In about a year's time, Elvis went from being very poor and living with his family in government housing in Memphis to all of a sudden being the biggest star in the world. Once fame hit, there was a lot of temptation and also a lot of stress.