My Father's Body Lies In A Stone

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

[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 Grew Up In This Era Where Your Parents' Friends Were All Called Aunt And Uncle. And Then I Had An Aunt And An Aunt. We Saw Them On Holidays And Other Times. We Never Talked About It, But I Just Understood That They Were A Couple.

I Had This Odd Sibling Rivalry With America.

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.