I am an obsessive garage cleaner - my wife and the neighbors make fun of me. I remember that my father was the same way, and now when I’m out there unearthing things in the garage, I realize I am becoming my dad! less than 1 minute read
Your kids can say some cruel things to you at times. For example, Nicole, Miles and Sofie are standing there in the room and I’m dressed to kill in my own mind. They’ll say to me, ‘Dad, you’re not going out there looking like that are you?’ If that doesn’t kill a star, I don’t know what does! less than 1 minute read
My dad used to say, ‘You have to become part of the machine to beat the machine,’ and there’s some validity in it. But honestly, even when I’m inside the machine, you still see me. I stick out a little bit. less than 1 minute read
As human beings, we need to know that we are not alone, that we are not crazy or completely out of our minds, that there are other people out there who feel as we do, live as we do, love as we do, who are like us. less than 1 minute read
I find that a man is as old as his work. If his work keeps him from moving forward, he will look forward with the work. less than 1 minute read
My first memory of the Rolling Stones is listening to ‘Satisfaction’ at a sixth-grade slumber party at a friend’s house in Ankara, Turkey, where my family was living at the time. In the middle of our sleepover, my friend’s dad stopped the record when he heard the words ‘girlie action!’ less than 1 minute read
My dad was a musician. He was a singer and he played the guitar, so music was always around. less than 1 minute read
My dad grew up in a working-class Jewish neighbourhood, and I got a scholarship from my dad’s union to go to college. I went there to get an education, not as an extension of privilege. less than 1 minute read
My dad has a really great record collection that basically went up to the year I was born: 1984. less than 1 minute read
