I had the pleasure of meeting Marvin at Milan Linate Airport in 1991. He lived in Milan at the time. The airport was fogged in and we took a taxi to Bergamo to catch a diverted flight from Bergamo to Marseille. We had taxi ride then a short flight to chat. We were the only two Americans on that specific journey. He was genuinely a nice guy. I was surprised by his size (smaller than I imagined) and his impeccable attire. Black fedora and knee length black leather trench coat. I asked, as does everyone he meets, who his toughest opponent was. He said without hesitation, Vito Antuofermo.
Marvin was shooting a few scenes of an Italian movie at the old port in Marseille and I was going home (Ventebren, France). His weight class and that era of boxing will never be matched. The list of great boxers and fights is endless.