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Since my brother died in 1982, my parents and I had formed a shaky tripod of a family; now that I'd lost my father too, it was too easy for me to glimpse a future point where I alone was the keeper of not just my own childhood memories, but of my family lore.

We all have those dreams of going back in time and seeing what it was like when our parents were younger.

I have lots of memories of my father. He was an incredible father. We all loved him to death.

I don't really have childhood-type memories. I had to grow up very young.

My earliest memories are the best. I always try to remember the good times when Daddy was alive.

When my father passed away and then when later on I gave birth, those are sort of ground-breaking experiences that put everything else into perspective.

After my parents passed away - in 2000 and 2003 - I felt I could take the time to think about the past and imagine what it would have been like to be my grandmother.

My earliest memories are of my father explaining to me the American Dream and how he expected me to do better than he did.

Since I was a very small child, I've had a kind of reverence for the past, and I felt a very intimate connection with it.

I had a very distant relationship with my father. It was always just me and my mother. It was a shattering blow when she died. I was 16.