He had a white napkin tied around his neck and as I approached he yelled words that I could not make out and then smiled asking for a lighter. A nearby woman who was smoking happened to have one that I borrowed and lit his cigarette with. He smiled and saluted me.
“Were you in the military,” I asked with curiosity. “Yes, the Airborne Division of the Army,” he told me. He then started naming off boxers from the 60’s and 70’s… “Do you know Sugar Ray, Joe Fraizer, The Kid (Kid Gavalian)…”
The subject then abruptly changed to Presidents. He got quiet and walked over to me holding his finger in front of his mouth while looking around to make sure no one was listening, “Richard Nixon – you know who that is,” He asked me. With a swift response from my mouth of “I do” he jumped around and yelled, but I could not make out his words. He then got quite again and I asked, “How old are you?” He pointed at a Hyatt hotel across the street and said, “Old enough to know not to go back there!” He then told me that he and his wife once lived in the Hyatt, but she left him. He got close again and asked if I knew who Jimmy Carter was as he held his fingers up crossing them in front of me. “Jimmy and her were close,” he said.
As I left he told me, “Don’t trust anybody, nobody.”
President Carter sometimes looked to humor in life. He once stated, “I have often wanted to drown my troubles, but I can't get my wife to go swimming.”