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dagosd2000 wrote:
kikibalt wrote:News Break: Announcer Danny Valdivia Dies

December 10, 2009 by Michele Chong

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Popular ring veteran was emcee at many Southland events

Some sad news to report: we have lost another beloved member of the boxing community. Ring announcer Danny Valdivia passed away yesterday afternoon. His family said he suddenly collapsed and could not be resuscitated. The well-known emcee had undergone heart surgery in the past, according to his family. He was 75.

I have personally known Danny for over a decade, and this loss is painful for everyone in our local L.A. boxing community and beyond. It really is like a family; we see the same faces at various events around town and we get to know them. Now boxing has lost another brother. I will remember Valdivia for his professionalism, preparedness and promptness while reporting for duty. We saw him at both amateur and pro boxing shows, and Danny was always fully prepared–the epitome of a true professional.

And it is an understatement to say he loved boxing.

Offering my condolences to his family, I spoke with his daughter Leslie today and we reminisced about her dad’s love of the sweet science.

“He loved announcing!” Leslie says. “And he loved his family; he was the best dad in the whole wide world.”

And he was a hands-on dad, donating his time as the announcer at his kids’ high school basketball games. “When we were in high school, my dad was the voice of the Mariners at St. Monica’s in Santa Monica. This was in the ’70s and he was at all of our games.”

Her father was also generous with his time away from the microphone and outside of the ring. “My dad liked to give people gifts. He would find out what they liked, or what they collected,” his third daughter explains. “He was a giver. And he died doing what he loved. Yesterday afternoon, he was visiting a friend and his heart went out. It was sudden; he hadn’t really been sick or in the hospital before this.”

With his wife Helen, the couple have six children: Valerie, Stephanie, Leslie, Stacy, Daniel and Kristie. “My mom and dad were high school sweethearts,” marvels Leslie. “They met at Venice High.” She also tells me that Danny was a grandfather to ten grandkids and two great grandchildren. He celebrated his 75th birthday this past August, and his family truly was the cornerstone in his full life.

Besides his loving family, the other passion in his life was, of course, the sport of boxing. He spent decades working in all thing pugilistic and even appeared on several TV shows and movies portraying a ring announcer on film.

But for those in Southern California, Danny Valdivia was a recognizable face, a mainstay at various live boxing shows, awards banquets and charity functions. I saw him frequently, recently at the World Boxing Hall of Fame induction, several local amateur shows, and also many professional boxing matches.

He was also honored many times throughout the years for his contributions to the sport. Valdivia spent over 40 successful decades in the center of the ring, working in California, Arizona, Nevada, New Jersey, Michigan, Mexico, just to name a few of the locations where his vocal talents were showcased on the canvas. Danny also worked with Spanish stations Univision, Telemundo and Galavision.

His experience through the years is like a history lesson; Valdivia was a participant in fight cards at some of Vegas’ landmark hotels like the Sands, the Hacienda, Aladdin, Ballys, Caesars and the MGM Grand. Local Angelenos may also remember Danny’s rich baritone during the 1984 Olympics as the boxing announcer at the L.A. Sports Arena.

Alway appreciated by his peers, he was a California Boxing Hall of Fame inductee and a “Battle of the Ballroom” Hall of Famer (he was their very first announcer 25 years ago).

On December 20, Valdivia was scheduled to be the Master of Ceremonies alongside Genaro Hernandez at the World Boxing Council’s (WBC) Holiday Party where special recognition awards will be presented to Freddie Roach, Israel Vazquez, Timothy Bradley, Alfredo Angulo, among many other Southland boxing heroes. Sadly, the function may now be holding a poignant “Ten Count” to honor another boxing member gone too soon. Just last month, veteran official Lou Filippo passed away and now we have to say goodbye to one more of our fight aficionados. It is never easy.

Marty Denkin, who has been a fighter, manager, commissioner, referee, judge and more in his own career that has spanned over 50 years, has been rocked with the loss of his two close compadres, Filippo and now Valdivia. “We’re a family–a boxing family,” Denkin says to me. “And Danny was one of those guys who just loved the sport. I remember back when he would volunteer his time at Hollenbeck over 30 years ago, and back when he worked at The International in Pico Rivera (which is no longer there).”

Denkin’s daughter, Jackie, an MMA official, also remembers growing up and seeing the silver-bearded Valdivia at some now-historic boxing locations around town. “I used to love boxing at The International! It was a hall where they would just pack in the fans. Tickets were cheap and it was the best place to see boxing. And back then, I remember seeing Danny there when he had black hair!”

Like many other passionate and dedicated members of boxing, Valdivia worked right up until the time of his passing as Marty Denkin says the emcee was recently the announcer at one of Roy Englebrecht’s shows in Orange County.

Daughter Leslie adds a final footnote about her father. “My dad always would say ‘Keep Punching!’” she mentions, softly holding back tears. “When anyone had a hard time or was going through tough times, he would tell them, ‘Keep Punching!’”

And that sums of the spirit of this gentlemen of the ring. He loved–truly loved–boxing and contributed wholeheartedly to the sport, never asking for anything in return.

To Danny Valdivia, a “man on the mike” that was respected by all, we will remember him in our thoughts and prayers.

The family says his services will be held next Tuesday at 11 a.m. at St. Mark’s Church in Venice:

St. Mark’s Catholic Church

940 Coeur D Alene Avenue

Venice, CA 90291-4929

That's a tough loss. Met the gentleman at CBHOF Banquet. RIP


I'm very sorry to learn that Danny has passed away. I met Danny a couple years ago thru the WBHOF and he and I became friendly just recently. A true gentleman, one who will be dearly missed. Rest in Peace, Danny.
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LIVER DAMAGE

I never parked my car in the parking lot at the downtown bullring in Tijuana when they were putting on the fights. It was tempting because the dirt lot was right in front of the place,but if you were the first one in,you'd probably get hung up in there until the next morning. It was a gridlock of cars looking like pieces of a crossword puzzle. I'd always park a few blocks away instesd in front of the Toro Bar. That way I could ger fortified before the prelims and then afterward sip along until I felt there was a need to go home.

One hot summer night I remember a fight inside that venue between Julio Guerrero and the former Flyweight Champ from Thailand,Venich Borkorsor. It was a semi main underneath the main event featuring Ruben Olivares. The Plaza De Toros always featured the big bouts in TJ. Olivares was at his peak then. To keep his compadres satisfied,he'd put on a few shows in Mexico. But I want to tell you about the Guerrero fight first.

I figured the Thai kid would be up against it down there. Moving up in weight. Fighting in front of a bunch of revved up Mexicans. Besides, Guerrero was a pretty good fighter. Had the traditional big left hook to the liver. During that time it seemed that that was the only punch used by Mexican fighters. Julio had a good one.Saw him break many fighters down with his "gancho."

The arena was filled to the brim that night. There was always talk that if the bullring was filled to capacity there was a chance that it would collapse. Well that night you couldn't have put another butt in the seats. The aficianados were up to their usual frenzy of throwing around dead rattlesnakes. The size 44 woman's underwear with the blood soaked crotch. And to make things interesting they were all stomping their feet. I think they wanted the bullring to collapse. Then they could have all died a macho death watching the fights in an arena were animals are killed.There was around a hundred cops inside ,but they weren't looking to enforce the law. Maybe shake someone down,but that was improbable. The aficianados had no love for the police. Besides the cops were out numbered a hundred to one. They were there like eveyone else. They wanted to watch "El Puas" destroy the opposition.

At the opening gong Guerrero came out fast ducking low and shifting his weight to throw his hook. But standing like a rock in front of him was the Asian fighting from the "wrong"side. Everytime Julio uncorked the hook,the Thai kid had his right elbow down low protecting his side. Guerrero must have thrown a couple of hundred hooks,but they hit nothing but the elbow and the protector. Julio didn't have a plan B and just flung away until he got tired out. He was stopped somewhere in the middle rounds. The fans were dissapointed. Bad enough the local guy lost,but he lost to a "Chino." During the 70's the big draw was a Mexican fighter against an Asian. The Far East had some pretty good boys so there was a lot of good matches.

In the main,Olivares was set up to fight some unknown from Japan .Rockin' Ruben finished him off quick.After he made everybody happy again I filed out the bullring. I walked past the parking lot looking at the mess of scrambled eggs.

I walked to my car and then decided to step inside the El Toro Bar for a nightcap. The joint was crowded with people from the fights. I luckily found a small table in the back.The waiter came over and brought me a beer. I noticed a big crowd at one end of the bar. I saw that it was Julio Guerreo drinking with his friends. I could see they were feeling no pain,especially Julio. After the beating he took,he needed some liquid pain killer. He waved the Mariachis over and was spending his pesos on music and setting up the bar.

I decided to join Julio's gang. Next thing I know the bartender puts a new beer in front of me and I'm singing with the Mariachis. I was noticing Julio's swollen eye. I wanted to talk to him about using a right hand lead against a southpaw,but when he bought me another drink,I decided it was not the right time nor place.
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Rick Farris wrote:
dagosd2000 wrote:
kikibalt wrote:News Break: Announcer Danny Valdivia Dies

December 10, 2009 by Michele Chong

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Popular ring veteran was emcee at many Southland events

Some sad news to report: we have lost another beloved member of the boxing community. Ring announcer Danny Valdivia passed away yesterday afternoon. His family said he suddenly collapsed and could not be resuscitated. The well-known emcee had undergone heart surgery in the past, according to his family. He was 75.

I have personally known Danny for over a decade, and this loss is painful for everyone in our local L.A. boxing community and beyond. It really is like a family; we see the same faces at various events around town and we get to know them. Now boxing has lost another brother. I will remember Valdivia for his professionalism, preparedness and promptness while reporting for duty. We saw him at both amateur and pro boxing shows, and Danny was always fully prepared–the epitome of a true professional.

And it is an understatement to say he loved boxing.

Offering my condolences to his family, I spoke with his daughter Leslie today and we reminisced about her dad’s love of the sweet science.

“He loved announcing!” Leslie says. “And he loved his family; he was the best dad in the whole wide world.”

And he was a hands-on dad, donating his time as the announcer at his kids’ high school basketball games. “When we were in high school, my dad was the voice of the Mariners at St. Monica’s in Santa Monica. This was in the ’70s and he was at all of our games.”

Her father was also generous with his time away from the microphone and outside of the ring. “My dad liked to give people gifts. He would find out what they liked, or what they collected,” his third daughter explains. “He was a giver. And he died doing what he loved. Yesterday afternoon, he was visiting a friend and his heart went out. It was sudden; he hadn’t really been sick or in the hospital before this.”

With his wife Helen, the couple have six children: Valerie, Stephanie, Leslie, Stacy, Daniel and Kristie. “My mom and dad were high school sweethearts,” marvels Leslie. “They met at Venice High.” She also tells me that Danny was a grandfather to ten grandkids and two great grandchildren. He celebrated his 75th birthday this past August, and his family truly was the cornerstone in his full life.

Besides his loving family, the other passion in his life was, of course, the sport of boxing. He spent decades working in all thing pugilistic and even appeared on several TV shows and movies portraying a ring announcer on film.

But for those in Southern California, Danny Valdivia was a recognizable face, a mainstay at various live boxing shows, awards banquets and charity functions. I saw him frequently, recently at the World Boxing Hall of Fame induction, several local amateur shows, and also many professional boxing matches.

He was also honored many times throughout the years for his contributions to the sport. Valdivia spent over 40 successful decades in the center of the ring, working in California, Arizona, Nevada, New Jersey, Michigan, Mexico, just to name a few of the locations where his vocal talents were showcased on the canvas. Danny also worked with Spanish stations Univision, Telemundo and Galavision.

His experience through the years is like a history lesson; Valdivia was a participant in fight cards at some of Vegas’ landmark hotels like the Sands, the Hacienda, Aladdin, Ballys, Caesars and the MGM Grand. Local Angelenos may also remember Danny’s rich baritone during the 1984 Olympics as the boxing announcer at the L.A. Sports Arena.

Alway appreciated by his peers, he was a California Boxing Hall of Fame inductee and a “Battle of the Ballroom” Hall of Famer (he was their very first announcer 25 years ago).

On December 20, Valdivia was scheduled to be the Master of Ceremonies alongside Genaro Hernandez at the World Boxing Council’s (WBC) Holiday Party where special recognition awards will be presented to Freddie Roach, Israel Vazquez, Timothy Bradley, Alfredo Angulo, among many other Southland boxing heroes. Sadly, the function may now be holding a poignant “Ten Count” to honor another boxing member gone too soon. Just last month, veteran official Lou Filippo passed away and now we have to say goodbye to one more of our fight aficionados. It is never easy.

Marty Denkin, who has been a fighter, manager, commissioner, referee, judge and more in his own career that has spanned over 50 years, has been rocked with the loss of his two close compadres, Filippo and now Valdivia. “We’re a family–a boxing family,” Denkin says to me. “And Danny was one of those guys who just loved the sport. I remember back when he would volunteer his time at Hollenbeck over 30 years ago, and back when he worked at The International in Pico Rivera (which is no longer there).”

Denkin’s daughter, Jackie, an MMA official, also remembers growing up and seeing the silver-bearded Valdivia at some now-historic boxing locations around town. “I used to love boxing at The International! It was a hall where they would just pack in the fans. Tickets were cheap and it was the best place to see boxing. And back then, I remember seeing Danny there when he had black hair!”

Like many other passionate and dedicated members of boxing, Valdivia worked right up until the time of his passing as Marty Denkin says the emcee was recently the announcer at one of Roy Englebrecht’s shows in Orange County.

Daughter Leslie adds a final footnote about her father. “My dad always would say ‘Keep Punching!’” she mentions, softly holding back tears. “When anyone had a hard time or was going through tough times, he would tell them, ‘Keep Punching!’”

And that sums of the spirit of this gentlemen of the ring. He loved–truly loved–boxing and contributed wholeheartedly to the sport, never asking for anything in return.

To Danny Valdivia, a “man on the mike” that was respected by all, we will remember him in our thoughts and prayers.

The family says his services will be held next Tuesday at 11 a.m. at St. Mark’s Church in Venice:

St. Mark’s Catholic Church

940 Coeur D Alene Avenue

Venice, CA 90291-4929

That's a tough loss. Met the gentleman at CBHOF Banquet. RIP


I'm very sorry to learn that Danny has passed away. I met Danny a couple years ago thru the WBHOF and he and I became friendly just recently. A true gentleman, one who will be dearly missed. Rest in Peace, Danny.
I first met Danny Valdivia in the early/mid-1970s at the International Press Club (Pico-Rivera) when he used to announce the amateur fights being held there at the time, though I have to say that I never really knew the man.
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dagosd2000 wrote:LIVER DAMAGE

I never parked my car in the parking lot at the downtown bullring in Tijuana when they were putting on the fights. It was tempting because the dirt lot was right in front of the place,but if you were the first one in,you'd probably get hung up in there until the next morning. It was a gridlock of cars looking like pieces of a crossword puzzle. I'd always park a few blocks away instesd in front of the Toro Bar. That way I could ger fortified before the prelims and then afterward sip along until I felt there was a need to go home.

One hot summer night I remember a fight inside that venue between Julio Guerrero and the former Flyweight Champ from Thailand,Venich Borkorsor. It was a semi main underneath the main event featuring Ruben Olivares. The Plaza De Toros always featured the big bouts in TJ. Olivares was at his peak then. To keep his compadres satisfied,he'd put on a few shows in Mexico. But I want to tell you about the Guerrero fight first.

I figured the Thai kid would be up against it down there. Moving up in weight. Fighting in front of a bunch of revved up Mexicans. Besides, Guerrero was a pretty good fighter. Had the traditional big left hook to the liver. During that time it seemed that that was the only punch used by Mexican fighters. Julio had a good one.Saw him break many fighters down with his "gancho."

The arena was filled to the brim that night. There was always talk that if the bullring was filled to capacity there was a chance that it would collapse. Well that night you couldn't have put another butt in the seats. The aficianados were up to their usual frenzy of throwing around dead rattlesnakes. The size 44 woman's underwear with the blood soaked crotch. And to make things interesting they were all stomping their feet. I think they wanted the bullring to collapse. Then they could have all died a macho death watching the fights in an arena were animals are killed.There was around a hundred cops inside ,but they weren't looking to enforce the law. Maybe shake someone down,but that was improbable. The aficianados had no love for the police. Besides the cops were out numbered a hundred to one. They were there like eveyone else. They wanted to watch "El Puas" destroy the opposition.

At the opening gong Guerrero came out fast ducking low and shifting his weight to throw his hook. But standing like a rock in front of him was the Asian fighting from the "wrong"side. Everytime Julio uncorked the hook,the Thai kid had his right elbow down low protecting his side. Guerrero must have thrown a couple of hundred hooks,but they hit nothing but the elbow and the protector. Julio didn't have a plan B and just flung away until he got tired out. He was stopped somewhere in the middle rounds. The fans were dissapointed. Bad enough the local guy lost,but he lost to a "Chino." During the 70's the big draw was a Mexican fighter against an Asian. The Far East had some pretty good boys so there was a lot of good matches.

In the main,Olivares was set up to fight some unknown from Japan .Rockin' Ruben finished him off quick.After he made everybody happy again I filed out the bullring. I walked past the parking lot looking at the mess of scrambled eggs.

I walked to my car and then decided to step inside the El Toro Bar for a nightcap. The joint was crowded with people from the fights. I luckily found a small table in the back.The waiter came over and brought me a beer. I noticed a big crowd at one end of the bar. I saw that it was Julio Guerreo drinking with his friends. I could see they were feeling no pain,especially Julio. After the beating he took,he needed some liquid pain killer. He waved the Mariachis over and was spending his pesos on music and setting up the bar.

I decided to join Julio's gang. Next thing I know the bartender puts a new beer in front of me and I'm singing with the Mariachis. I was noticing Julio's swollen eye. I wanted to talk to him about using a right hand lead against a southpaw,but when he bought me another drink,I decided it was not the right time nor place.
Roger....Your stories come through like 3-D, they make your readers feel like they are there in real time.... :TU: ,I can just see the snakes and chonies flying around the bullring.... :lol:
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kikibalt wrote:
dagosd2000 wrote:LIVER DAMAGE

I never parked my car in the parking lot at the downtown bullring in Tijuana when they were putting on the fights. It was tempting because the dirt lot was right in front of the place,but if you were the first one in,you'd probably get hung up in there until the next morning. It was a gridlock of cars looking like pieces of a crossword puzzle. I'd always park a few blocks away instesd in front of the Toro Bar. That way I could ger fortified before the prelims and then afterward sip along until I felt there was a need to go home.

One hot summer night I remember a fight inside that venue between Julio Guerrero and the former Flyweight Champ from Thailand,Venich Borkorsor. It was a semi main underneath the main event featuring Ruben Olivares. The Plaza De Toros always featured the big bouts in TJ. Olivares was at his peak then. To keep his compadres satisfied,he'd put on a few shows in Mexico. But I want to tell you about the Guerrero fight first.

I figured the Thai kid would be up against it down there. Moving up in weight. Fighting in front of a bunch of revved up Mexicans. Besides, Guerrero was a pretty good fighter. Had the traditional big left hook to the liver. During that time it seemed that that was the only punch used by Mexican fighters. Julio had a good one.Saw him break many fighters down with his "gancho."

The arena was filled to the brim that night. There was always talk that if the bullring was filled to capacity there was a chance that it would collapse. Well that night you couldn't have put another butt in the seats. The aficianados were up to their usual frenzy of throwing around dead rattlesnakes. The size 44 woman's underwear with the blood soaked crotch. And to make things interesting they were all stomping their feet. I think they wanted the bullring to collapse. Then they could have all died a macho death watching the fights in an arena were animals are killed.There was around a hundred cops inside ,but they weren't looking to enforce the law. Maybe shake someone down,but that was improbable. The aficianados had no love for the police. Besides the cops were out numbered a hundred to one. They were there like eveyone else. They wanted to watch "El Puas" destroy the opposition.

At the opening gong Guerrero came out fast ducking low and shifting his weight to throw his hook. But standing like a rock in front of him was the Asian fighting from the "wrong"side. Everytime Julio uncorked the hook,the Thai kid had his right elbow down low protecting his side. Guerrero must have thrown a couple of hundred hooks,but they hit nothing but the elbow and the protector. Julio didn't have a plan B and just flung away until he got tired out. He was stopped somewhere in the middle rounds. The fans were dissapointed. Bad enough the local guy lost,but he lost to a "Chino." During the 70's the big draw was a Mexican fighter against an Asian. The Far East had some pretty good boys so there was a lot of good matches.

In the main,Olivares was set up to fight some unknown from Japan .Rockin' Ruben finished him off quick.After he made everybody happy again I filed out the bullring. I walked past the parking lot looking at the mess of scrambled eggs.

I walked to my car and then decided to step inside the El Toro Bar for a nightcap. The joint was crowded with people from the fights. I luckily found a small table in the back.The waiter came over and brought me a beer. I noticed a big crowd at one end of the bar. I saw that it was Julio Guerreo drinking with his friends. I could see they were feeling no pain,especially Julio. After the beating he took,he needed some liquid pain killer. He waved the Mariachis over and was spending his pesos on music and setting up the bar.

I decided to join Julio's gang. Next thing I know the bartender puts a new beer in front of me and I'm singing with the Mariachis. I was noticing Julio's swollen eye. I wanted to talk to him about using a right hand lead against a southpaw,but when he bought me another drink,I decided it was not the right time nor place.
Roger....Your stories come through like 3-D, they make your readers feel like they are there in real time.... :TU: ,I can just see the snakes and chonies flying around the bullring.... :lol:
Frank
Going to the fights in Mexico was always the same. Whether it was the Arena Coliseo in Mexico City or the bullring in Tijuana,there was no pretenses. No acts. It wasn't like a big fight in Vegas or Atlantic City. In Mexico it was the fans sitting in the nose bleed seats that were the authorities.They knew that their approval was most important. If they threw bottles then you knew something was wrong.
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Connie and I will celebrate fifty five years of marriage on Sunday December 13.... :TU: :bow:

December 13 is also my birthday.... :bag:
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1O7K9AwR6Vo

Mananitas/ Javier Solis

For Frank and Connie
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dagosd2000 wrote:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1O7K9AwR6Vo

Mananitas/ Javier Solis

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Thanks Roger, Connie is going to love that.... :TU:
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kikibalt wrote:Connie and I will celebrate fifty five years of marriage on Sunday December 13.... :TU: :bow:

December 13 is also my birthday.... :bag:
Frank, Fifty years? That's quite an accomplishment. Congrats to to you and Connie! Happy Birthday too. Have a great day, you deserve it.

Randy :TU:
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Randyman wrote:
kikibalt wrote:Connie and I will celebrate fifty five years of marriage on Sunday December 13.... :TU: :bow:

December 13 is also my birthday.... :bag:
Frank, Fifty years? That's quite an accomplishment. Congrats to to you and Connie! Happy Birthday too. Have a great day, you deserve it.

Randy :TU:
No Randy, that fifty five, but thanks anyway.... :TU:
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Juan “Baby Bull” Diaz and Paul Malignaggi will be fighting tomorrow night. It is a rematch of their August 22 fight of this year. Diaz won a highly disputed (by Malignaggi) 12 UD. After the decision was given Malignaggi went on a tirade against the State of Texas, Boxing and judges and just about anything remotely related to boxing. The fight was close and while it might have gone either way or possibly a draw I don’t think it was a robbery.

The rematch will take place in neutral territory at the UC Pavillion in Chicago. Both men have something to prove; Malignaggi feels he was robbed in the first fight and intends to prove it with a victory over Diaz. Diaz on the other hand feels he truly deserved the victory and intends to prove it with a clear cut victory. It should be an interesting fight.

Also on the undercard will be Victor Ortiz and Antonio Diaz. I don’t expect Ortiz to have enough to hold off Antonio Diaz, who at 33 years of age is 11 years older than Ortiz, and still has some fight left in him.
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kikibalt wrote:
Randyman wrote:
kikibalt wrote:Connie and I will celebrate fifty five years of marriage on Sunday December 13.... :TU: :bow:

December 13 is also my birthday.... :bag:
Frank, Fifty years? That's quite an accomplishment. Congrats to to you and Connie! Happy Birthday too. Have a great day, you deserve it.

Randy :TU:
No Randy, that fifty five, but thanks anyway.... :TU:
Oops, that's what happens when I don't wear my glasses. :oops: That's great Frank. I'm fifty five. you've been married about as long as I have been alive.
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Randyman wrote:
Randyman wrote:
kikibalt wrote:Connie and I will celebrate fifty five years of marriage on Sunday December 13.... :TU: :bow:

December 13 is also my birthday.... :bag:

Frank, Fifty years? That's quite an accomplishment. Congrats to to you and Connie! Happy Birthday too. Have a great day, you deserve it.

Randy :TU:
No Randy, that fifty five, but thanks anyway.... :TU:
Oops, that's what happens when I don't wear my glasses. :oops: That's great Frank. I'm fifty five. you've been married about as long as I have been alive.
You must have been born in 1954 then, same year Connie and I married.... :TU:
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kikibalt wrote: You must have been born in 1954 then, same year Connie and I married.... :TU:
May 8, 1954
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Randyman wrote:
kikibalt wrote: You must have been born in 1954 then, same year Connie and I married.... :TU:
May 8, 1954
1954 was a good year to you and me, you were born and I got Connie to marry me.... :TU:
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kikibalt wrote:
Randyman wrote:
kikibalt wrote: You must have been born in 1954 then, same year Connie and I married.... :TU:
May 8, 1954
1954 was a good year to you and me, you were born and I got Connie to marry me.... :TU:
:TU: :TU:
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lK1jwBS0ps4

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Eydie Gorme y Los Panchos
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L7D2VUtw124

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Eydie Gorme y Los Panchos
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THE NEW GIRL

"Christina. Vives en Tijuana?"I asked the new girl.
"En Canon Jhonson."
"Increible. Vivi alli muchas anos pasado,"I said.
The new girl came in with a load of books in her arms. She was pretty and shy. She didn't speak English. I sat her in front. She lived in Canon Jhonson. The same colonia I lived in when I was first married. The colonia hadn't changed much. The kids back then had grown into adults,now with kids of their own. It was a hard luck neighborhood. People married people they had grown up with.

As the year went on the new girl sat very quietly next to another boy and girl who didn't speak English either. They all did their work and passed their exams with "A's". I could tell they had spent a lot of time with their homework. It was always inside a folder and typed.

Beside this little group were two girls who talked a lot. They were always putting on makeup in class. This would get me upset. I would yell at them and sometimes insult and humiliate them .Sometimes I would make a joke of it. They didn't care as long as they got attention. I don't think the other girls liked them. Most of their talk contained sexual innuendos.They loved to flirt with the boys. Most of the boys, who were very awkward, loved the attention. I don't think the two girls thought very much of those boys.The other boys ,who were more serious, didn't pay attention to the two girls.

Sometimes I would glance at the new girl after I had had it out with those two girls. The new girl would already be studying me. Once she rolled her eyes after one the two said something about how she felt about "big men."

Though the new girl sat next to the other two girls it was like a distance very far. One time one of the two girls said that she didn't speak Spanish. Her last name was Gonzalez,but she scoffed at the new girl.She seemed proud that she didn't speak Spanish. I told her she was a "dummy that only spoke English."
I did that to defend the new girl.The new girl looked at me with big eyes.


Today, I was sorting through their folders. I had stacked them next to me. As I was piling the folders on top of each other they started to topple over. I braced my hand on top of them trying to prevent them from falling on the floor. However,I could tell I was losing my hold. It was about ten seconds and I new that the folders would fall soon. Just then the new girl sprung up from her seat and balanced the folders to prevent them from falling. She didn't look at me while she did this. Then she returned to her seat. I looked at the two girls. One was listening to her I Pod. The other was checking out her eyelashes in a small mirror.
"Christina,"I said softly to the new girl."Que bonita eres."
She looked up and smiled gently at me and then put her eyes down.
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Alejandro R. Ruiz Sr. dies at 85; WWII vet received the Medal of Honor

President Truman presented him with the military's highest award for valor. The soldier was recognized for twice storming a Japanese machine gun bunker on his own during the Battle of Okinawa.

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Alejandro R. Ruiz Sr. wears his Medal of Honor at an unveiling ceremony in 2001 for a new war memorial monument at Bell Gardens Park. (Luis Sinco / Los Angeles Times / May 26, 2001)

By T. Rees Shapiro

December 12, 2009

Alejandro R. Ruiz Sr., an Army infantryman during World War II who received the Medal of Honor for single-handedly storming a Japanese machine gun bunker -- twice -- during the Battle of Okinawa, died of congestive heart failure Nov. 23 at a hospital in Napa, Calif. He was 85.

On April 28, 1945, in the last months of the war, the private first class deployed to Okinawa on a mission with his platoon, seeking remnants of a Japanese battalion hiding in fortified emplacements on steep ridges near the village of Gasukuma.

The soldiers were patrolling in a ravine when they were ambushed from a network of concealed pillboxes. Coming under heavy fire, every soldier except Ruiz and his squad leader was killed or injured.

Realizing that his standard-issue M1 Garand -- with an eight-round clip -- would be insufficient against the more powerful Japanese machine guns, Ruiz picked up a Browning automatic rifle and began his solo assault.

He calmly walked 35 yards to the bunker. He climbed on top and was prepared to fire into it, but a ruptured cartridge jammed the Browning, according to the Medal of Honor citation.

A Japanese soldier charged him, and Ruiz beat him down with the broken gun. Ruiz tossed the rifle aside and ran back through the grenade explosions and gunfire to where his platoon was pinned down. He retrieved a second weapon, tested it and grabbed some extra cans of ammo before he dashed back.

All of the Japanese guns were trained on Ruiz as he raced back through a hail of gunfire. He was hit in the leg but managed to climb back on top of the pillboxes. He jumped from one bunker to the other, spraying bursts of gunfire into the apertures.

Ruiz's Medal of Honor citation says that "in the face of overwhelming odds," he single-handedly killed 12 Japanese soldiers and silenced the machine gun nest, saving his fellow soldiers.

President Truman presented him with the Medal of Honor, the military's highest award for valor, during a ceremony at the White House in June 1946. Ruiz also received the Bronze Star and Purple Heart.

Alejandro Renteria Ruiz was born April 26, 1924, in Loving, N.M., to Mexican immigrants.

He spent his career in the Army. He also served in the Korean War and retired as a master sergeant in the mid-1960s.

He lived for many years in Visalia, Calif., which named a park in his honor. Most recently, he had been living at the Veterans Home in Yountville, Calif., near Napa.

His marriages to Eliza Martinez and Lilia Flores ended in divorce. Survivors include two children from his first marriage, Celia Ruiz and Alejandro Ruiz Jr., both of Berkeley; a sister; seven grandchildren; and six great-grandchildren.

Ruiz often recounted the circumstances that led to his Army service. As a teenager working in odd jobs for a cattle farmer in Carlsbad, N.M., he had been asked to drive a cow to another farm when he became distracted by thoughts of a girlfriend.

He drove, with the cow in tow, straight to Barstow, Texas, 122 miles away, to woo the young woman into marrying him. Ruiz was detained, and a judge told him that he would either be sent to jail for stealing the cow, or he could enlist in the Army to stay out of trouble. He chose the Army.

Shapiro writes for the Washington Post.

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kikibalt wrote:Alejandro R. Ruiz Sr. dies at 85; WWII vet received the Medal of Honor

President Truman presented him with the military's highest award for valor. The soldier was recognized for twice storming a Japanese machine gun bunker on his own during the Battle of Okinawa.

Image

Alejandro R. Ruiz Sr. wears his Medal of Honor at an unveiling ceremony in 2001 for a new war memorial monument at Bell Gardens Park. (Luis Sinco / Los Angeles Times / May 26, 2001)

By T. Rees Shapiro

December 12, 2009

Alejandro R. Ruiz Sr., an Army infantryman during World War II who received the Medal of Honor for single-handedly storming a Japanese machine gun bunker -- twice -- during the Battle of Okinawa, died of congestive heart failure Nov. 23 at a hospital in Napa, Calif. He was 85.

On April 28, 1945, in the last months of the war, the private first class deployed to Okinawa on a mission with his platoon, seeking remnants of a Japanese battalion hiding in fortified emplacements on steep ridges near the village of Gasukuma.

The soldiers were patrolling in a ravine when they were ambushed from a network of concealed pillboxes. Coming under heavy fire, every soldier except Ruiz and his squad leader was killed or injured.

Realizing that his standard-issue M1 Garand -- with an eight-round clip -- would be insufficient against the more powerful Japanese machine guns, Ruiz picked up a Browning automatic rifle and began his solo assault.

He calmly walked 35 yards to the bunker. He climbed on top and was prepared to fire into it, but a ruptured cartridge jammed the Browning, according to the Medal of Honor citation.

A Japanese soldier charged him, and Ruiz beat him down with the broken gun. Ruiz tossed the rifle aside and ran back through the grenade explosions and gunfire to where his platoon was pinned down. He retrieved a second weapon, tested it and grabbed some extra cans of ammo before he dashed back.

All of the Japanese guns were trained on Ruiz as he raced back through a hail of gunfire. He was hit in the leg but managed to climb back on top of the pillboxes. He jumped from one bunker to the other, spraying bursts of gunfire into the apertures.

Ruiz's Medal of Honor citation says that "in the face of overwhelming odds," he single-handedly killed 12 Japanese soldiers and silenced the machine gun nest, saving his fellow soldiers.

President Truman presented him with the Medal of Honor, the military's highest award for valor, during a ceremony at the White House in June 1946. Ruiz also received the Bronze Star and Purple Heart.

Alejandro Renteria Ruiz was born April 26, 1924, in Loving, N.M., to Mexican immigrants.

He spent his career in the Army. He also served in the Korean War and retired as a master sergeant in the mid-1960s.

He lived for many years in Visalia, Calif., which named a park in his honor. Most recently, he had been living at the Veterans Home in Yountville, Calif., near Napa.

His marriages to Eliza Martinez and Lilia Flores ended in divorce. Survivors include two children from his first marriage, Celia Ruiz and Alejandro Ruiz Jr., both of Berkeley; a sister; seven grandchildren; and six great-grandchildren.

Ruiz often recounted the circumstances that led to his Army service. As a teenager working in odd jobs for a cattle farmer in Carlsbad, N.M., he had been asked to drive a cow to another farm when he became distracted by thoughts of a girlfriend.

He drove, with the cow in tow, straight to Barstow, Texas, 122 miles away, to woo the young woman into marrying him. Ruiz was detained, and a judge told him that he would either be sent to jail for stealing the cow, or he could enlist in the Army to stay out of trouble. He chose the Army.

Shapiro writes for the Washington Post.

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I grew up with sports. I loved the games and their stars. I played and later taught what I learned. Today,sports has grown into something that edges on the bizarre. Even grotesque. I watch more amateur sports. The professionals have been put on a pedastal too high.

Fellas' like Alejandro Ruiz are the guys that score for me. He earned the Medal Of Honor. How many people can we name who earned that highest honor? There are over a thousand. There are no 24 hour talk shows on radio and television talking about them.
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Re: Bobby Chacon Story

Thanks for sharing that with me, Chuck, Bobby has always been my favorite all-time fighter. I loved that guy!

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Subject: Bobby Chacon Story

Mr. Sares,
In the late 80's I was the Service Manager for an automotive dealership in Mesa, Arizona. There was a gentleman with a job application in hand searching for a job that appeared at my office door. I welcomed him into my office and he handed me the employment application with a big smile on his face. I ask him to take a seat and I began to review his application. While doing so and engaging in some small talk during the process, I looked at him and said "Where do I know you from" ? He said that he used to be a professional fighter. The it came to me this guy is Bobby "The School Boy" Chacon !!!

We talked for a while and he told me that he really needed a job and was kinda down on his luck. He told me he was willing to do anything and that he would work hard. So with that in mind I put him to work cleaning the shop, moving vehicles around the shop area and various other tasks. He always showed up on time with a big smile on his face wanting to do what ever needed to be done. His wife or so she said, called me one day while Bobby was working and was asking me how he was doing and I told her he was doing a great job and that I was happy to have him around the shop. Bobby told me that she was a fight promoter and that is where he met her. Anyway I got a funny feeling that there was more to it than what he had mentioned but being it was none of my business I never said anything else to Bobby about it.

The phone if my office rang a few weeks after Bobby had started working at the dealership. The person on the other end of the phone identified himself as a reporter for the Associated Press. He was seeking my permission to interview Bobby at work. I asked Bobby if that was something that he wanted to do and he smiled and said absolutely. So I spoke to the reporter a second time and gave my permission for him to come to the dealership.

The reporter indeed came by and spent time with Bobby while he was working. Later on the article was published in the local newspaper. The story was well written and I still have a copy of it somewhere in all my stuff that I have accumulated over thirty odd years of being in the car business.

A few months had passed and Bobby came to me one day and said that he and his wife were going to move out of state. He told me he had been offered a job as a trainer. I wished him all the best and told him to stay in touch. I never heard from him again. I got the feeling that he was not straight with me but then who am I to question the Champ. I always wondered about his wife......was she really his wife or just some woman promoter trying to get one more big fight out of a former champion for the money. I guess I will never know.

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Last year when in Washington DC myself & the wife visited Arlington cemetery my wife wanted to see where one of her girlhood hero's was buried Audie Murphy we were surprised at what a humble grave the most decorated GI had when guys that had done far less for your country had much more elaborate resting places
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Happy birthday Frank.

Congrats to Connie, seems she thinks your a keeper.

KI
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iskigoe wrote:Happy birthday Frank.

Congrats to Connie, seems she thinks your a keeper.

KI
Thanks Kevin,

Hell yes, I am a keeper..... :lol:
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