My doctor asked me if I smoked, and I said only when I'm working, golfing, or drinking. Then I realized the only time I don't smoke is when I'm home. I didn't even realize I'd become a smoker.

I always liked the smell of a smoke-filled room. I think it's a good smell.

When he realized who he'd pulled over, the policeman shook his head in disbelief. He told me of all people I should know better. He gave me a real dressing down, but let me go.

I was so emotional. Choked up. I could hardly talk all day. I'll be cleaning out my trailer and saying goodbye soon, realizing what a wonderful experience this has been.

Our country offers such great opportunities for us all. Unfortunately, too many hard-working citizens go day to day without enough food to eat.

Coming from Chicago, I like a white Christmas.

I respect people and expect that kind of respect back.