I’m scared of everything. I’m scared of what I saw. I’m scared of what I did, of who I am…. and most of all, I’m scared of walking out of this room and never feeling the rest of my whole life the way I feel when I’m with you.
“I’ve never known anybody like you, you look at the world, you think you can make it better. Somebody’s lost you find them somebody’s bleeding- and I go get my daddy, that’s really brave, like you said. That took real guts to go to him! I mean..you are not afraid of anything.”
That was the summer of 1963 - when everybody called me Baby, and it didn’t occur to me to mind. That was before President Kennedy was shot, before the Beatles came, when I couldn’t wait to join the Peace Corps, and I thought I’d never find a guy as great as my dad. That was the summer we went to Kellerman’s.