It Takes Strength To Make Your Way

[on Her Father, Ronald Reagan:] How Do You Argue With Someone Who States That The People Who Are Sleeping On The Grates Of The Streets Of America 'are Homeless By Choice'?

I Have A Feeling Of Reverence About My Father Being In His 80s - A Feeling That I Want To Whisper, Take Soft Steps, Not Intrude Too Much. He's Like A Stately Old Cathedral To Me Now.

It Takes Strength To Make Your Way Through Grief, To Grab Hold Of Life And Let It Pull You Forward.

My Father's Body Lies In A Stone Tomb High On A Hill. People Walk By, Pause, Think Their Own Thoughts About Him And Move On, Back To Their Own Lives. I Can Never Move On. He Is Everywhere.

You Have To Separate Yourself From Your Parents. You Do. In Order To Find Yourself.