When I was on Broadway I got really sick with walking pneumonia. I decided not to take my health for granted anymore and make it a priority. The great thing is the pounds just started to fall off.
When I was in Philadelphia during the Depression in 1930 or '31 I got a very sad job as a night watchman in a garage. The cars in the garage had been abandoned by their owners since they had lost their jobs and couldn't keep up the payments.
