We suffer pain, we hang tight to hope, we nurture expectations, we are plagued occasionally by fears, we are haunted by defeats and unrealized hopes . . . The hoplessness of which I speak is not limited.
The older we get the less afraid we are.
I had two roles for which I compromised.
But I always had the ability to say no. That's how I called my own shots.
So it's been kind of a long road, but it was a good journey altogether.
My father was a tomato farmer. There is the phrase that says he or she worked their fingers to the bone, well, that's my dad. And he was a very good man.