To describe my scarce leisure time in today's terms, I always default to reading.
Some of it's magic and some of it's tragic but I had a good life all the way.
Go fast enough to get there, but slow enough to see.
My only contact with the outside world was an RCA Victrola, and Elvis would sing, and then I'd dream about expensive cars.
We need more fruitcakes in this world, and less bakers!
And I wound up in New Orleans for all those years and it was a great place, really a catalyst creatively.