I didn't spend much time with my parents when I was growing up.

Everyone thought I had everything. I had nothing.

Dad sometimes patted me on the knee and called me his Little Schmuck.

You know my father as governor, as president, but I knew him as dad. I was so proud to have the Reagan name and to be Ronald Reagan's son.

I thought the Secret Service would protect me from the press, but they were at my house to protect me from assassins with guns, not with assassins with pencils.

If you believe, so will they.

My adoption was treated as a celebration.