I see my dogs. I have a miniature schnauzer and Pekingese, and a dog that is a mixture of things. We go outside and I give them love. And then I wake my daughter up who is 14, Camille. I take her to school. I come back, make all my phone calls, go into the office, have breakfast. I like my life now. I miss the camaraderie with all my boys, the training camps, and my mother and father cooking for me. That was wonderful. But when all is said and done, I love this more. I am more at peace. My life is more controlled now.
What have you learned about aging well?
The wisdom I give to people is: Don’t expect things to be handed to you. Don’t expect entitlement, work hard for what you want, and work hard for what you dream for. Give yourself every opportunity to make those dreams become a reality. There are no shortcuts. The way you age gracefully, as far I am concerned, is to always give 100 percent.
What do you enjoy doing now that you are retired from boxing?
I love golf and tennis. I play sporadic golf now because of my travels. When I do play, it is wonderful.
Your memoir was published last spring. In it, you reveal some very personal incidents. Tell me about the book.
Writing the book helped me make amends with people I harmed and to apologize. It was very cathartic and therapeutic for me. I wasn’t ready to be as transparent, but the more I talked about it, the more I got it off my chest, the better I felt. My wife didn’t want me to do that, because she felt people would judge you and look at you a different way. I understood her concerns. We still have little kids in school. It’s not about them. It’s about me cleaning my plate.
Have you spoken to the Olympic trainer who abused you?
Oh, no, he passed away.
Have you followed the allegations at Penn State?
I was the same way. These kids, these young boys, were victimized because they believed in those coaches as someone they looked up to and someone they trusted. I can’t think of a word that describes how horrible or horrendous those acts were. What those boys have to deal with and are dealing with as we speak, and it’s not their fault. For me, it took me almost 30 years to talk about it. Without question, I don’t cry anymore.