His mom lived in Long Island for ten years or so. God rest her soul. And, although, she's... wait... your mom's still... your mom's still alive. Your dad passed. God bless her soul.
Except for the title 'father,' there is no title, including vice president, that I am more proud to wear than that of a senator of the United States.
My dad always said, 'Champ, the measure of a man is not how often he is knocked down, but how quickly he gets up.'
The truth is, my dad was a great driver. I mean, he could handle an automobile. He loved speed. He used to joke that his one regret was he didn't join the volunteer fire service so he could drive the ambulance.
My Dad sold automobiles as a general manager of a General Motors automobile dealership. He was a job creator. Everyone of those cars he sold he created a job for somebody on the assembly line.
Everyone thinks because we love cars and our dad was in the business, we love the mechanical end of cars.
