Hi all - been a long time since I had any updates, and been quite busy and travelling quite a bit.  Today, I thought I’d share with you the story of how I made it to the 1984 Olympic Games in Los Angeles.

At the time, I was studying (well ok, that’s a bit of a stretch) at the University of Southern California - and I saw an ad inviting people to apply as security personnel for the Olympic Villages.

The pay being offered was quite good - somewhere around $8 per hour - so I applied, took all the relevant tests, and finally met the requirements to become a security guard at the Olympics.

As luck would have it, I got assigned to the USC Olympic Village - perfect since I was already studying there and knew the campus quite well.  For the first month, during which preparations and setup was being done for the Olympics, I got to patrol many different locations on the campus… but after a month, I got promoted to Sergeant - which meant that I would gain responsibility for one of the residential areas.

As it turns out, I got assigned to my own dormitory area!  This area was to house a number of visiting teams, amongst them the Germans and the Spanish - and frankly I was relishing the challenge.  But in the weeks before the Olympics, the supervisors had a greater task at hand - trying to figure out how to get pizza delivered through the electrically-charged fences surrrounding the USC Village.

As it turned out, there was a small part of the area in my section under which a pizza could be slipped under the fence… so for the next few days one of my major tasks was to ensure that pizza was safely delivered

Finally, the Olympics arrived - this was to be one of the most exciting times of my life, as I had once hoped to qualify as an athlete on the Hong Kong National team… but that’s another story for later… as well as a hint about how I gained my nickname.

Read Part 2