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Big Smitty has a wife and nine-year-old daughter, but what with trips to Havana for the races or Alaska on business, he finds little time to spend at home. Says he: "Some people used to complain that I was gone all the time and I would give my kid a neurosis. Why, hell—I kept her up till midnight playing with her whenever I could, and look at her. Good grades, lovable as can be, and she don't need any adjustment. You just got to show them love, and that they mean something. That's the way I treat fighters and horses, too."