"When he runs his car through the drag strip at a hundred miles an hour," says Henrietta Gonzales, "he has the widest grin—just like a little boy."
"He just had it," says Chuck Pate, now a Los Angeles truck driver and still a friend of Pancho. "He always had it."
"My timing?" said Ken Rosewall to a reporter, after losing a match to Gonzales. "I had no time for timing."
"When Richard was a little boy," says Mrs. Manuel Gonzales, a tall, perfectly groomed woman still in her 40s, "we were poor, but we were proud. I'm still proud."