I started to build barriers between myself and others to protect myself.

It was my sister Maureen who was responsible for my becoming a Reagan.

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

I had never said, 'dad, I love you'.

I've been living a lie all my life.

I think he would have been proud and smiling... when we laid him to rest because his family was together. I think that was a great gift to be able to give Dad at the end.

You just watch somebody you love slowly, slowly disappear and go away.