I just wrote a book, but don't go out and buy it yet, because I don't think it's finished yet.

Many times I wondered if I were truly carrying out God's plan for my life.

I played a Spaniard. I looked about as Spanish as any other fair-skinned German.

On the stage of the Italian Terrace Room in the William Penn Hotel in Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, in 1938 ... the place where Champagne Music was born.

Over and over I marvel at the blessings of my life: Each year has grown better than the last.

The ones the listeners loved most of all in those early years were the four Lennon girls who became the whole nation's little sisters.

We really were a very musical family. In spite of the fact that we were so poor when I was a youngster that supper was often just a bowl of bread and milk, Father somehow managed to squeeze out enough pennies to buy us a small pump organ, and I just loved this instrument too.