My Father Taught Me How To Ride A Bicycle And He Taught Me How to Act
long enough and had no traffic to help
bicycle with me on it so I wouldn’t fall
was a couple of minutes….I got the
faster than my father could keep up
than he did.
knew the judges because he grew up with them in the
streets of Chicago…..saw the same killings in the streets,
would say: “Hi, Irv, how are you?” The other lawyers’
jaws would drop. My dad would reply something like “Thank
one of the acting tips myfather gave….
that’s what I thought and why