My father Muhammad Ali: An insight into the boxing legend's life outside the ring by his daughter Maryum - Part 1

Boxing legend Muhammad Ali fought his way to three world heavyweight titles and could talk the talk ringside, but little is known about his life when the gloves came off. Here Maryum Ali (known as May May), the eldest of his nine children, gives US an exclusive insight into growing up with one of sport’s most iconic stars.

Maryum with her father at his training camp in Deer Lake, Pennsylvania, 1978

As soon as I could walk and talk, I knew that my father was famous. A simple trip to the convenience store would end up with 50 people surrounding our car and I knew it wasn’t normal. My father loved people, so he would talk to them and entertain them. I would see celebrities such as Tom Jones and Sammy Davis Jr on TV and the next thing I knew they would be at our house in Cherry Hill, New Jersey. I knew my father was up there and how much people admired him.

Sometimes it was frustrating sharing my father with the world, but it was great, too. I have a picture of Sammy Davis Jr giving me a kiss when I was a baby. My father loved introducing me to people I idolised. I saw Tom Jones on TV and said, ‘Ooh, Daddy, look at that good-looking man.’ I thought he was a fair-skinned African-American man because he had an afro. My father took me to meet him when I was about four. He said, ‘My daughter loves you. She says, “Tom Jones” all the time.’ I was embarrassed because I was very shy, but Tom was so nice.

I was a daddy’s girl. Whenever my father was going to a fight I would say, ‘I want to go with you,’ and a lot of times I did because I cried so much he gave in! He was a really good dad. We loved going with him to his boxing training camp in Deer Lake, Pennsylvania. I have a photo of me drying my father with a towel after he had finished training [on previous page/above]. He would always eat dinner with us. His Aunt Coretta was his chef and he loved good home-cooked food.

Maryum today, aged 46

My dad was a poet; he was the first rapper! He said those things like ‘float like a butterfly, sting like a bee’ and had always been fascinated with poetry. He said this about Sonny Liston [the boxer Muhammad beat to win the world heavyweight title in 1964]: ‘He will fall in round eight to prove I am great. And if he wants to go to heaven, I’ll get him in seven… If you want to lose your money, then bet on Sonny.’ He used to say silly little things to us like: ‘Don’t be a fool, stay in school if you want to be cool.’

There wasn’t a mirror my father could pass by without looking in it. He would stand next to me and look in the mirror and say: ‘I’m still handsome; you get your looks from me.’ He would often say, ‘I am the greatest.’

Maryum horseriding with her dad together in 1973, followed by her mum and sister

My father didn’t want us to be idle rich kids, but he didn’t push us to make a lot of money or tell us to become lawyers or anything. His parents had encouraged him to be someone and he asked me: ‘If everybody was born for a purpose, what do you think you were born for?’ I said, ‘To make people feel better, to fix people up.’ 

I’m a social worker now, working in gang prevention in LA. My father has always said that the best moment of his life was when I was born [in 1968]. Not because I’m the favourite – I’m not – but because I was his first child; because the miracle of birth is such a blessing. My birth was probably the bright light in his life during a difficult time when he was exiled from boxing and had his title taken away for refusing to accept the draft into the army and fight in Vietnam on religious grounds. 

Luckily there was a Supreme Court appeal and he won by a unanimous decision [in June 1971]. As a teenager I asked him, ‘What gave you the courage to stand up against the American government in that way?’ He said, ‘God is not going to judge me on my boxing. My faith Islam says, “Do not go to war; it’s not a just war.” I can be living in lavish homes, hobnobbing with the rich and famous, but if the people in my community are not allowed freedom, all that means nothing. Take away the money; I don’t want the heavyweight title. 

What good is all that to me if my people do not have freedom of religion?’

Maryum as a toddler with her dad

My favourite memories with my dad were going to prayer services at the mosque in Chicago or LA. We would pray and read and he would talk to me about life and spirit. Those moments are with me every morning when I wake up. He would tell me, ‘Say your prayers before you eat. Worship and exercise your spirit as much as your body.’

One day I was in my grandmother’s kitchen and said to my father, ‘You’re too old to box, Daddy, don’t do it.’ Children are painfully honest. I told him, ‘You’re going to get hurt’ [he was 37]. He kind of chuckled and I think I hurt his feelings a little bit. His wife at the time [Veronica Porsche] didn’t want him to box either. And we were right: he did get hurt. His body was going against him but he didn’t want to hear that. We watched him fight Larry Holmes on satellite TV in 1980 and I remember that night felt like a funeral. You could hear a pin drop the next day at school because my dad lost. It wasn’t my ego I cared about, though, I just didn’t want him to be hurt.

Look out for the second part of this intriguing insight tomorrow......