My dad was an engineer and so I had this picture of science and technology and pursuits of the mind as being more impressive than artistic pursuits which I saw a as kind of frivolous.

My dad like many Southern men is this very emotionally expressive person who isn't as articulate in words about his feelings as he is with breaking a chair or something like that.

Usually a family is led through the mom or the dad and their career and for the family to be led by my career even though God has led it could be a lot of pressure.

My dad passed away before my freshman year and it altered how I thought. I was depressed - I didn't hang out with my friends. I worked through it by dancing.

My mother is Italian and my dad's Irish. In my family we're expressive. Nobody holds back.

I'm an artist and I go in the studio and make my music. And then I'll give it to my dad and he does what he does. And he does you know the press and figuring out shows and whatnot. When it comes to my artistic freedom he doesn't like step on my toes or anything.

My dad was quiet angry shut down. So my thing is: I express everything that's there. I want to get it all out.

My dad came out of the Roosevelt era and the Depression. One person and one party made a difference in his life. That's what everybody forgot when they called my father and other people political bosses.

I knew I was going to be a journalist when I was eight years old and I saw the printing presses rolling at the Sydney newspaper where my dad worked as a proofreader.

My dad was depressed a lot of the time and there were a lot of things in his life that he never resolved.