When I was younger, I was always described as happy-go-lucky.

I discovered that I was part of a Parkinson's community with similar experiences and similar questions that I'd been dealing with alone.

I find as long as I acknowledge the truth of something, then that's it. I know what it is and then I can operate. But if I overestimate the downside of something or the challenge of something and I get too obsessed about the difficulty of it, then I don't leave enough room to be open to the upside, the possibility.

My tattoo is that I don't have a tattoo.

When prescribing one of the drugs I take, my doctor warned me of a common side effect: exaggerated, intensely vivid dreams. To be honest, I've never really noticed the difference. I've always dreamt big.

You know you're old when you get a lifetime achievement award. It's a message you've been around too long.

I still play hockey every now and then, and I still golf. But my biggest exercise is walking my big dog in the park every day.