It's Joyful To Give. But For People

I Worked On The United Parcel Service Truck, I Sold Home Delivery Of Milk. But Always, In The Back Of My Mind, I Wanted To Get Into Radio.

One Thing I Have Learned Is, If People Tell You They Had A "frank" Discussion With Someone, It Is Usually Code For A Yelling Match With Clenched Fists.

My Father Died When I Was Nine And A Half. We Were On Relief For Two Years. They Call It Welfare Now, But It Was Relief Then... I Never Forgot The Generosity Of New York.

If I'm Going To Learn, I Must Do It By Listening.

The First Rule Of My Speaking Is: Listen!