When you were a kid, a day was a long time and a year was a long time

At dances when I was a little kid, Art would be up there singing while I'd be dancing with some girl a foot taller than me.

My friends and I were wild and we liked to joy-ride.

So I went in front of the judge, and I had my St. Jude prayer book in my pocket and my St. Jude medal. And I'm standing there and that judge said I was found guilty, so he sentenced me to what the law prescribed: one to 14 years.

My voice belongs to me, from God. People will comment, "Your voice helped me through." Maybe it’s God in me, because I don’t take credit for that.

I really like listening to music in my car.

So now I have a collection of poetry by Aaron Neville and I give it to people I want to share it with. I'd like to publish it someday.