Dad sometimes patted me on the knee and called me his Little Schmuck.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I was young, I was the kid who would call my dad from a slumber party to beg him to come pick me up.
When I was a kid, I thought my dad was a little bit harsh with me at times. Sometimes I needed an arm around me instead of my dad telling me what I did wrong, but it obviously worked.
The dads across the soccer field looked at me as a dad just like them. And I was very grateful.
My dad was the funniest guy I ever knew.
I was the oldest of seven kids, so I had no older brother who would say, 'Schmuck, don't do that.'
We've been in business together ever since we were children, so back in the day, there were so many references to 'your dad.' Rather than wanting to sound totally hickified and go, 'Well, my daddy said,' we would refer to him as 'Phil.'
When my son was 3 years old - I'll never forget this - there was this homeless guy walking toward us, and my son looked at me, and he said, 'Who's your buddy?'
My dad was a very violent, frightening and dangerous guy. Next to him, I was this vague kind of kid who walked around, as I still do, gathering impressions.
Dad sometimes sends me texts saying, 'Just heard you on the radio, thumbs up', or whatever. So that's pretty cute.
My dad would always tell me, 'When you meet a man, look him in his eye and shake his hand,' and that's just something I've been doing for a long time.