In an age when an amateur pugilist became a universal hero, few
could deny he was a champion of the world. Using a title less recognized than
his given Leslie Townes name, Packy East didn’t make a big splash. The hits he
took didn’t come from a Tyson, his skills didn’t float like a butterfly, or
sting like a bee. No they taught him that his true talent would come from a
different calling. The Pack man would travel to every corner of the world as an
ambassador of Hope. Few would forget the joy and laughter that he brought to
their town. Most would remember that they felt good and were touched with a
little magic from home.
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