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...since I Was A Little Boy, She Had Always Wanted Me To Go. She Was Always Sending Me Off On A Bus Someplace, To Elementary School, To Camp, To Relatives In Kentucky, To College. She Pushed Me Away From Her Just As She'd Pushed My Elder Siblings Away When We Lived In New York, Literally Shoving Them Out The Front Door When They Left For College.

I Think Comedy Allows People To Accept The More Difficult Parts Of History. And History, If It's Presented Wrong, Is Just Very Depressing, Particularly The History Of Slavery. If Slavery Is Presented Properly, It's A Great Story. But I Think That Within The Commercial World Of Storytelling In Which I Live, There Haven't Been Many Strong Works That Discuss Slavery In Ways That Are Palatable And Funny And Interesting To The Reader.

My Black Friends Never Asked Me How Much Money I Made, Or What School My Children Went To, Or Anything Like That. They Just Said, "come As You Are."

So Sweet And Precious Is Family Life.

But At The End Of The Day, There Are Some Questions That Have No Answers, And Then One Answer That Has No Question: Love Rules The Game. Every Time. All The Time. That’s What Counts.