[voice-over narration] I'd been doing volunteer work at the Challengers Club for years, dropping by whenever I could. The club began with a dream and an empty building. With some hard work and imagination, it had survived for 15 years. When something was needed it was usually donated or scrounged. I'd added some stuff to the weight machine. I knew the kids would be thrilled with the results.
I'm going to talk about the kids. Because that's what the Challengers Club is all about. There are people here today who are going to tell you we have some bad kids at the club. Well, I'm going to tell yo how bad. Kids who come from bad homes, broken homes, no homes at all. Hungry kids... cold... beaten and broken kids. Kids who fix and use drugs for kicks. They're mad. Mad at you, mad at me... mad at the world they see. A world without opportunity.