I'm 81 and I'm in the prime of my life.

Ultimately, a city is formed by its people and the women in Berkeley are just great. They are opinionated, they have ideas, they belong to boards, and they write letters to editors... really wonderful people.

As you get older one tends to develop what I call a wobble. I would rather eat glass than let that happen to my voice.

I deliberately state my age because it keeps me honest. I think lying is a bad idea. Sooner or later, someone's going to catch you.

C'mon, we're actors. We love the attention. We love the applause. We sure don't like to be rejected.

Is there a grandmother that isn't spunky on television? Is there such a creature?

Los Angles is not my favorite city. Well, I shouldn't say that... I love to visit it, on a temporary basis. It's just such a company town! You can't go anywhere and not run into someone who wants to be in the business.