03/20/2026
'I knew firsthand what it was like to live in poverty. My alcoholic father, J. D. Foreman, worked on the railroad and didn't live at home most of the tine, leaving my mom to provide for her seven children. Her salary of $26 per week didn't stretch far when eight mouths wanted food. I was a big boy, so I was always hungry. It wasn't till years later, after l started boxing, that I could remember my stomach feeling full after a meal. Mom sometimes brought home a single hamburger for her kids and herself to divide. It was such a luxury; I grew up believing hamburgers were only for rich people. She would tear it into eight pieces, and we all got one bite. l savored the few seconds it stayed in my mouth, dreaming of the day when l might get to eat an entire hamburger by myself.'
- George Foreman
