“Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town…
When I grew up in Denmark, my family was bound together by love for one another and our…
When I left the Bahamas and came to New York City as a teenager, I had no plans…
“Have girl for adoption along lines discussed,” the telegram read. Perhaps the most thrilling message in my life—it…
In 1956, three years before I was given the part of the father in Bonanza, my father died.…
The night before the doctors removed my father from the ventilator, the last night they said he’d be…
It’s so tough down there on the lower East Side in New York where I was born we…
It’s strange how little, unexpected things can change our lives—like the telephone call I had a couple of…
When I was a boy in the town of Indiana, Pennsylvania, Stewart’s Hardware Store seemed the center of…
Scissors are a wonderful invention, two blades that pivot on a pin. God made man and woman in…
When I first saw Brian Piccolo at the Chicago Bears’ football practice back in 1966, I didn’t think…
Someday, Maria, someone is going to say a silly thing to you. “Maria,” he’ll say, and he’ll be…
