I Was Reared A Catholic But I

There's Periods Now In Our New York Residence When I Hear The Door Opening, Especially The First Couple Of Years... Anytime I Hear That Door Opening I Still Think I'm Gonna Hear Her.

I Was An Ok Boxer, I Wasn't Great, I Was Ok, But I Loved The Discipline Of Getting Together Every Monday, Wednesday And Friday, Usually Saturday Afternoons Too, With A Whole Bunch Of Mates And Training, Very, Very Hard For About Two-and-half Hours.

In Bed At Night, I Could Be Reading Some Book, And I'll Come Across A Sentence That's Totally Unrelated To Some Scene I Did Years Ago. But I'll Play The Scene Back In My Mind And Think, I Did That Wrong - I Should've Opened The Door More Slowly.

The Cause Of Making The World A Better Place For Children Unites Us All.

To Be Honest, I'm Scared To Death Of Rollercoaster Rides.