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Rick Rubin and my father had a great friendship and it's because of it that the work my dad did at the end of his life was created - that he felt creativity and invigorated again, even though he was being consumed by frailty.
My father saw a separation between Johnny Cash the entertainer, his business, and the person. The good ole boy. He carried that with him. Or he tried to. Sometimes the lines got crossed.
He was self-sacrificing in many different ways, and my father was a man of paradoxes.
My father was always much more willing to laugh than to go to the darkness.
My father, to me, is an important piece in American history.
My father, he made chili; that was probably his favorite dish to make.
My father was a very prolific writer and he left behind a huge body of unpublished work.
My father claimed no political affiliation. He supported Al Gore because he knew him as a human being. He supported Lamar Alexander, who was the governor of Tennessee, who was a Republican. It was based on the individual. He didn't believe in politics. He based his support for someone on their heart and their integrity.
My father was a patriot.
My father was a unique man, but he had a shyness about him.
My father, he wouldn't be belligerent or violent. It was never that way.
One of the greatest honors of a Catholic and Christian is to meet the Holy Father.
Father knew me not. All my aspirations in life were a sealed book to him, as much as his peculiar religious experiences were to me.
When I was ten years old, my family left a cold, damp prefab in West Fife and moved to Corby, Northamptonshire, where my father quickly found work at what was then the Stewarts & Lloyds steelworks.
As a father I can't imagine the pain of digging my own child's grave.
I was accepted to UCLA, but at the same time, I had a job offer at Chicago's Chez Paree nightclub. My father, being a practical man, felt I should take the job.
I remember when I was 13 or 14 friends coming over and my father telling them the benefits of joining the army. But he knew that army life wasn't for me. I was a little bit too laid back and lackadaisical and ill-disciplined.
My uncle was skipper on the old Claymore sailing out from Oban to the Inner Hebrides. My father worked for MacBraynes all his life, on freight boats and then on ferries crossing to Skye, Barra, Uist, the small isles and Iona.
My father was in the military; he was a captain. His service was to quote-unquote integrate the Armed Forces overseas.
My father was in the service. His job was to integrate the Armed Forces overseas. So that meant we showed up at military bases in Okinawa or Germany, racially unannounced. That made me, in that particular society if you will, the outsider.
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