My father was a small-town banker. He became very ill when I was 10 years old and we went to California three years later in an attempt to recover his health which never happened.
He didn't come out of my belly but my God I've made his bones because I've attended to every meal and how he sleeps and the fact that he swims like a fish because I took him to the ocean. I'm so proud of all those things. But he is my biggest pride.
