When I moved to Seattle, I was hanging out with kids who had done drugs, had sex a million times. I look at them now and realize their childhood was taken away.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Other kids did drugs; I did crafts. I never knew where I fit in.
Children are often the silent victims of drug abuse.
I know I didn't want to get caught up in the cycle of drugs and violence that was around me. Deep down inside, I felt there was something better outside the situation I was in.
I took my kids everywhere. I didn't have money for child care, so I took them to college with me and they sat in the hallway.
In the mid-'60s, I quit school and wandered across the country, hitchhiked back and forth a few times, and ended up in hippie times, in the street in Toronto, in Yorkville.
I'm really glad I didn't have kids earlier, because I probably would have ignored them. I was so into my career. I could just go and play a ton of shows, night after night after night. I can't do that anymore.
Between work and the kids, I never see anyone anymore. I mean, when I first met with ABC last spring, and they asked me what I'd been doing lately, I said: 'Gee, I have two kids. I'm usually covered with food, wrinkled and feel guilty all the time.
I think I felt like a regular kid. Growing up in New York, I never felt I was a big deal.
I was a kid who did a kid show. Then I went away and raised my child, and the world has never met me as an adult.
I don't think that my parents even imagined that I would be exposed to drugs. In those days, for some reason, it was not talked about, just like sex was not talked about.