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Some years ago, over 40, in Detroit, my brother and I were out on an early morning run. Coming towards us on the other side of the road was a man of color moving quite well. This was a rare occurrence. Not so many people were out running at 6am in Detroit, especially not a person of color. So being a bit of a smart ass, I said, facetiously, as the runner approached "Look there's Henry Rono". It was Henry Rono. My brother and I were stunned. He was a legend. Later I heard that he was staying with a friend in the area. Rono Lore

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