I actually sat out in the audience a few times with my mother.

My mother never gave up one me. I messed up in school so much they were sending me home, but my mother sent me right back.

My mother used to tell me man gives the award, God gives the reward. I don't need another plaque.

When I was a child I thought I saw an angel. It had wings and kinda looked like my sister. I opened the door so some light could come into the room, and it sort of faded away. My mother said it was probably my Guardian Angel.

My mother sat a vigil for the Rosenbergs; my oxymoronic father was a Jewish racist. I had uncles who were Taft Republicans, and communist cousins,

I've worked in a factory. I was a garbage man. I worked in a post office. It's not that long ago. I like to think that I'm just a regular guy.