They wrote us a letter in 2004 suggesting that the mother of this client came forward in 1990 and . . . they suggested that it was the abuse of this kid, when they knew it was his brother, but they never disclosed that. This was not a mistake.

I think it's worth the community looking into, although it may not be right for us. Right now, we're nothing more than a homeowners association. There's a group of people who feel we could do better and we should have our own tax base. You have a little more control of your own destiny, and from a political point of view, you get more autonomy.

My mother asked me to.

We are dealing, among other concerns, with 826 kids who lost a mother or father to terror, and 28 youths who have lost both parents.

One fine day as my mother was putting the bread in the oven, I went up to her and taking her by her flour-smeared elbow I said to her, "Mama I want to be a painter."

My relationship with my mother is fine. It took us a while to get there, but it's fine. Because we're completely the opposites of each other, so we didn't find our place with one another until about a year and a half ago. It's been a bit, like, a hit-and-miss situation.