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The Good Fight
By Bryan Mealer
FEBRUARY 1, 1999:
Joe Vela likes to talk about when he was 13 years old and first fell in love with
boxing. It was 1949, a time when tiny, one-room gyms speckled downtown Austin in
garages and on rooftops of buildings. Vela and his friends would wander the streets
of downtown in search of something to do. They would while away their time trying
to listen to conversations of the old fighters who congregated on the sidewalks outside
the gyms. Finally one of the boxers realized that Vela wasn't just hanging out to
listen. Pete Gill, who was state middleweight champ at the time and a hero of Vela's,
took to him right away. Gill began taking Vela into the gyms and introducing him
to trainers. By 1951, Vela had fought his way to become a Golden Glove flyweight
champ and held his title for several years afterward. Now Vela, 62, is using that
same guidance bestowed upon him as a kid to help others stay focused and out of trouble.
Since July, Vela has run Austin Boxing Against Drugs (ABAD), a program that takes
kids off the streets, away from gangs, and teaches them discipline and hard work
through the art of boxing. Like city-operated recreational centers, ABAD is free
to any kid who wants to come in and train. The gym is located at 2412 Cesar Chavez
Street, beyond the brightly colored shops and Mexican restaurants, and into another
side of East Austin that has long been swallowed by neglect and blight. Once a Pepsi
bottling plant, the gym is often mistaken for just another graffitied warehouse in
the area until a small black-and-white painted sign bearing the letters "ABAD" is seen from the road.
"One of the main reasons I have a gym is not so much that I want to teach
boxing, but I love listening to these kids," said Vela. "That's all it
is. They need someone to respect them and listen to what they're going through, just
somebody to talk with. They talk to me about their problems at home. They tell me
they're scared, you know, there might be some drug dealers involved and they want
to avoid them but don't know how. They come here because they feel safe."

photograph by Ada Calhoun
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Vela is a man of God who will tell you that ABAD is his calling, his own personal
ministry to kids at risk. While he doesn't preach to the kids in his gym, he is simply
there for them, reminding them that there are alternatives to drugs, gangs, and all
pitfalls between. Boxing is also a safe way to release stress and teaches kids how
to protect themselves. Because many soon realize how demanding a sport boxing really
is, it helps instill mental dominance to those who really want to learn.
Stepping Into the Ring
The first thing you notice when entering Vela's gym is a boxing ring in the center
so huge it looks as if the place were built around it. Kids wearing white Hanes T-shirts
shadow box in the corners. The sound of fists pummeling speedbags gives off a steady
rhythm so loud they have to shout above it. Vela is a short, stocky man who leaves
an aroma trail of aftershave as he paces the floors from kid to kid and patiently
gives instruction. One kid about seven years old runs over to a wooden rack full
of gloves and headgear where Vela waits. The kid sticks out his arms while Vela whips
one end of a roll of handwrap into the air like a spool of typewriter ribbon. He
then carefully swaths the kid's knuckles and wrists in the tape, pulls out a pair
of shiny leather gloves, and tightly laces them onto his hands. The kid's eyes light
up and he smiles -- he gets to walk around the entire night like that. He knocks the
gloves, which are bigger than his head, together and runs off to work the heavy bags.
The need for ABAD occurred to Vela seven years ago while teaching boxing at A.B.
Cantu/Pan American Rec Center on East Third Street. Vela realized Pan Am didn't have
the space to facilitate the number of kids signing up to train, and in 1997 he began
looking for a place of his own. Last July, Carnales Inc., a nonprofit group that
buys properties to donate for community services, heard about Vela and his plans
for ABAD. At the time, Vela wasn't looking for much, perhaps a building with 4,000
square feet. When Carnales offered him one with 11,000 sq. ft. for $5 a year, Vela
immediately cut a check for $25. Through donations, the gym is now equipped with
eight heavy bags, four speed bags (one of which was given to him by Willie Nelson),
a ring, jumpropes, and exercise bikes. When Vela first opened the gym, a man who
had heard about his program walked in and cut a check for $1,000. The Northeast Austin
Lions Club also bought Vela a van he now uses to pick up kids from the Meadowbrook
housing projects on South Fifth and Live Oak, kids he met while working the counter
at nearby South Austin Rec Center in the days before Pan Am.

Joe Vela and Arnold "Pelon" Melendez
photograph by Ada Calhoun
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But in the eight months since Vela opened ABAD, there's been a considerable amount
of strain trying to provide for basic upkeep of his building. Until last month, Vela
worked at Austin Services for the Elderly and recently quit the job in order to devote
more time to his program. Since he charges no fees and receives little outside funding,
the gym runs on prayers and pocket money. After Pepsi moved out, the warehouse was
used as a storage space for a flea market across the parking lot and was neglected
for a number of years. When it rains, the roof leaks and the gym floods. One sliding
door to the warehouse isn't even attached, and the heaters need fixing. But as Vela
walks around the gym and points out its flaws, there's neither doubt nor concern
in his voice. He's an optimist who believes that if you follow your heart, good things
will meet you. And to the 15 to 20 kids there on any given night, ABAD might as well
be Caesar's Palace.
Ranging in age from seven to 19, most who wander in when the doors open at 5:00
live in the neighborhoods that line East Cesar Chavez. They hear about ABAD through
friends or relatives, or have followed Vela from Pan Am. And despite the stigma that
boxing is a man's sport, quite a few of the kids signed up at ABAD are girls.
Mark Barcenes, 12, is a little hard to warm up to. Like a lot of the younger kids
who dart from one end of the gym to the other all evening, he's a bit shy around
strangers. He stands on a chair with his arms crossed, holds in a grin, and uses
his forehead to keep the speed bag moving. The younger ones also have a tendency
to show off. When asked why he enjoys coming to ABAD, Barcenes stares off and thinks
while the bag swings back and forth, slapping him in the head. "I come here
because ... because ... it's fun."
Those who live around the gym have the same problem as most other Eastside kids:
There's nothing for them to do. There are no malls or movie theatres, so they usually
end up hanging out in parks, convenience store parking lots, and on street corners.
There are many, like the ones who find ABAD, who have tried the local rec centers,
but left when they became overcrowded and trainers couldn't give enough one-on-one
attention. Some aren't there just because it's free, or a safe place from the streets,
but because they want to learn to better protect themselves. It's common in the gym
to hear about kids being followed home by gang members, or getting hustled by drug
dealers at bus stops.
John Paul Hernandez, 22, is broad-shouldered with arms that squeeze out from his
sweat-soaked T-shirt. His yellow hand tape is worn away at the knuckles from two
hours spent on the heavy bags. And when his fists hit them, they swing. Hernandez
has trained at ABAD since the first weeks it was open, and like a lot of the older
ones there, he can only make it to the gym on nights when he's not working. When
he noticed some of his younger cousins were getting into trouble, he started bringing
them as well.
"I tell them, 'Who's going to be there if you get jumped tomorrow, your boys
or your family?' That's why I bring them in here," said Hernandez, who added
he's trying to follow in the footsteps of his grandfather, an ex-fighter. "If
I wasn't in here, I'd be out with my friends driving around, probably drinking. Out
there I fought all the time. But in here, there's so much you have to consider. It's
such an art."
Sam Rivera, 19, heard about ABAD through a letter his brother wrote to him from
jail. Mixed up in gangs and in jail himself at 15, Rivera was in the ring training
on his first night in the gym, something Vela doesn't allow unless the kids have
at least a few weeks of experience. For about a month, Rivera trained at Givens Rec
Center on East 12th, but moved to ABAD where ring time was more consistent. Rivera,
who appeared to be a fairly practiced fighter, said his dream is to someday turn
pro.
"I've wanted to get into boxing for over a year," said Rivera. "I'm
trying to straighten out now, and I want to do it through boxing. I want to make
it to the top -- get somewhere in life."
Then there's Arnold "Pelon" Melendez, a 14-year-old golden child of
ABAD who trained under Vela for three years at Pan Am. Melendez, a 130-pound featherweight,
is in the gym six days a week training. When he's out of the ring, he's hitting the
bags, jumping rope, always moving. He's shy, soft-spoken, an all-star baseball player
at Anderson High School who makes good grades, something for which his father credits
ABAD. "He was getting into some trouble, but ever since he started boxing, his
grades have improved. These guys are always talking to him about doing well in school
and his mental state," said his father, Arnold Melendez II. "Places like
this help all these kids. Otherwise they go and go, bottling everything up, until
one day they explode."
Melendez wants to compete in the 2000 Olympics, and Vela is determined to get
him there. Melendez has had two smoker bouts -- fights where no title is at stake
-- in Austin and Bulverde. He lost both matches but Vela tells him to keep his chin
up -- losing is the only way you learn. Boxing is an art. There's a hard science to
being a good fighter, and few kids come along who are willing to tackle that challenge.
Like any trainer, Vela wants to bring up a champion, but he is cautious in his approach.
School and family come first, boxing will always be there. Vela says many trainers
who think they have a ringer make the mistake of pressuring kids who are too young
to handle it.
"You don't want to rush a kid into a fight," he said. "I don't
believe in that. Boxing is a sport, and it's a safe sport. I don't care if my boxers
never knock out anybody, that's not the point. The point is that my boxers will never
get hurt, my boxers will out-box and out-sport everybody else. That's what it's all
about. Here, my boxers may never be millionaires, but they won't be punch drunk either."
Up Against the Ropes
As with every nonprofit organization such as ABAD, many times success is dependent
on the kindness of strangers. Robert Sestaita was eating at Taco Cabana in July when
he read a small piece about ABAD's opening in the local daily. Sestaita, a hard,
chiseled-face, ex-pro fighter with thick, tattooed arms, was instantly moved by Vela's
story and wanted to help. In August, Sestaita showed up at the door of ABAD with
a duffel bag full of his own training mitts, gloves, and headgear, eager to train.
After working 12 hours a day at his job, plus having a family of his own, Sestaita
drove to the gym from his home on South Congress and didn't step out of the ring
until Vela closed the doors. Sestaita was an ardent trainer, quickly gaining the
respect of the kids in the gym, and never once asked Vela for compensation.
But last month, as attendance in the gym was low and the program was still slow getting
on its feet because of lingering financial humps, Sestaita felt it was time to make
an exit. He paid a visit to Vela's house one afternoon and told him it was time to
go. He was tired, drained from working a job all day and training all evening and
wanted to spend more time with his wife and family. Vela said he respected Sestaita's
decision to leave, and the program would be minus a strong pillar and friend. You
roll with the punches, be thankful for what you've been given, and move on. Since
Sestaita's departure, Vela has teamed up with Tony Cortez, an ex-fighter who lives
in the neighborhood behind the gym, who heard about Vela's program and volunteered
his help.

Vela, now and then
photograph by Ada Calhoun
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On some nights there will be upward of 30 kids in the gym, and on others, if the
weather is bad, or if the van isn't running, there will be only three. It's nights
like these that worry Vela. During the holidays, the number of kids in the gym dwindled.
The van kept breaking down, making it impossible for him to pick up the kids who
can't make it otherwise, kids he knows want to be there. Once a new one comes along,
he can finally comb the neighborhoods and housing projects in search of more kids.
But despite the current numbers, Vela still has big plans for ABAD. He hopes to install
a basketball court, hold karate and aerobics classes in the back rooms of the warehouse,
and one day, have 200 kids signed up. Someone has volunteered to carpet his floors,
and a group of neighborhood kids want to paint a wall-size mural of Christ inside
the gym. Vela is also trying to get the gym ready to hold two of his own smoker bouts
in April, which means repairing a leaky roof, remodeling bathrooms, and building
a concession stand. He and some of the old fighters are planning a fundraiser in
the coming months to help pay for the repairs and basic upkeep of the building, which
comes directly from Vela's pocket.
Vela is confident that if he puts his faith in God and keeps reaching out to his
kids, everything will fall into place. He looks around and reminisces about when
he was a kid growing up in the downtown gyms, and how ABAD already offers so much
more than what he received. He says he feels blessed, and even despite the odds,
happier than he's ever been. And he's just getting started.
"I want my building equipped to where if I ever come across a kid with no
place to go, I can make sure they have one," said Vela. "There are so many
more kids that need saving, and I'm not going to give up on them. You have to remember,
we're here for a reason, and that's not just boxing."

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