The thing is, the reader doesn't want to hear about bad times.
The Monkees are like the mafia. You're in for life. Nobody gets out.
The racing bug is never going to go away. It's like the Mafia.
The Beatles set the rules. And the rules were: now just because we have long hair doesn't mean that we're rebellious.
I'm really a clean-cut kid.
My family is a part of my life and everything is all a mixture of enjoyment.