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Our dad hugged us and kissed us so much that some friends and relatives complained that he was going to turn us into sissies or homosexuals. But my dad didn't care. Let them raise their kids in a reserved and reticent way. He grew up in Israel, and his boys were going to be hugged and kissed by their father and know they were loved.

To be honest, I think I'd become a bit selfish with memories of my father. I wanted to hug them close to me.

I never hated my father. I would have named my child Usher regardless. I never hated myself because I carried his name, because I made it mean what I wanted it to mean.

I wasn't anything special as a father. But I loved them and they knew it.

I adored my father - I was more attached to him than anyone.

Somewhere, sometime I'd stopped expecting my father to father.

Once I got married and had kids, I moved away from romantic roles, because it seemed wrong to have my three-year-old wondering why Daddy was kissing someone else.

I loved my mother and father.