Mr. Hill36
I got a new name today. While I was running a middle-aged man was driving by in a small van. He was calling out, “Mr. Hill, Mr. Hill!” and looking at me. It seems that everybody has heard of our race on 150th Street, fifty times up and down the hill.
RB 326. 8 July 1981↩
Sri Chinmoy, Run and become, become and run, part 6, Agni Press, 1981
