Some summers my father would take us down to visit our grandmother in Louisville, who was an ex-slave, Susan Jones, and she had a shotgun shack they call it, and no electricity, a well in the back, a coal stove, kerosene lamps.
Quincy JonesGreatness occurs when your children love you, when your critics respect you and when you have peace of mind.
Quincy JonesMy grandmother had this high-tech security system - a rusty nail she used to lock the door.
Quincy Jones