Loss Is The Great Unifier, The Terrible

My Dad And I Had A Real Meeting Of The Minds. We Loved To Talk About Music, Politics, And Art. He Loved Children. The Thing I Missed Most About My Dad When He Died Was That This Person Who Really Gets Who I Am At The Core Was Gone.

On The Plane, An Eight-year-old With An Excess Of Testosterone Keeps Running Across My Feet. Finally I Grab Him By His T-shirt And Say, Very Sweetly, 'listen, Darling, If You Don't Stop Trampling Me I'm Going To Make You Sit On My Lap While I Tell You My Entire Life Story. Including A Lot Of Details About Drug Rehab And My Divorce.' He Goes Back To His Seat.

I Dream Of Songs. I Dream They Fall Down Through The Centuries, From My Distant Ancestors, And Come To Me. I Dream Of Lullabies And Sea Shanties And Keening Cries And Rhythms And Stories And Backbeats.

I Was Angry At My Parents When I Had To Have Brain Surgery, That They Weren't Still Around, Because No Matter How Old You Are You Want You Parents When You're Going Through Something Like That.

Being In Vietnam Changed Him [johnny Cash] Fundamentally. He Was Devastated When We Went Into Iraq.