I am a Hollywood Legion guy for all time

But here is my bit on the great Olympic Auditorium
By Hap Navarro

I was born about three blocks from where they built the Olympic and I lived for a bit near Washington and Grand, where I sold the Evening Express paper for a few pennies at that intersection. The old Polytechnc High School, which I attended later for a semester, was right there, too.

My first visit to the Olympic dressing rooms was by accident on an mateur fight night. A fine trainer, Billy East, saw me standing rather forlorn at the dressing room entrance, and for some reason (fate) handed me a cardboard box containg, gloves and other light equipment, and told me to follow him into the building.......Lord's truth, fellas, that was my start in the game.
I then found a seat and enjoyed the bouts courtesy of that kindly fellow.

After that I hung around that back door entrance on pro nights but all i got once was my hair touseled by a great matchmaker, Joe Waterman, who also noticed my zeal at the sight of the boxers arrival. When the bouts began I would run home and catch the main event on radio, then return to the club's back door and catch a glimpse of the star boxers as they left the building. I never dreamed I would ever become a part of the game, let alone a matchmaker. C'est la vie!