I was sick. I guess I was about to crack up thinking about all my good buddies. They were better men than me and they&#39;re not coming back. Much less back to the White House, like me.

I worked offshore as an oil worker for a couple of years.

Cody cut into a huge wedge of pie and gave some thought to food--to its inexplicable, loaded meaning in other people's lives. Couldn't you classify a person, he wondered, purely by examining his attitude toward food?

People are approaching electronic levels in music; although not all of it happens to tickle my fancy.

Written By Gerry Mulligan

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