My dad always taught me the fundamentals of the game: dribble, pass, shoot. So I never relied heavily on any one thing until I got to college, when I was just adjusting to the team.
My dad’s quite a conservative person, and he brought me up to be very questioning of the commercial world. He looked down on pop culture. I definitely got the impression that pop was evil and that Britney Spears was evil.
My mum and dad were always supportive of me. They always let me express myself.
My dad used to hunt ducks, and my mom would put them in the pot. We lived really modestly. We had very little money.
I’ve traveled all over. I’ve been to all 50 states. With my dad in the Navy, I lived in the Philippines from nine to 12, and I had dog, monkey, lizard, everything. Then I was in Hawaii, and I’m spear-fishing, catching octopus with my hands.
Humour is learned behaviour, and I know exactly why I learned to be funny. I did it from a very early age. My dad was a hilarious man, and the way we interacted was being silly together. It was a way to hold his attention.
There are lots of things I am not good at. I’m not that good a singer. And I’m a good dad but a lousy husband because I work far too much and am not at home as much as I would like.
I was born and raised in East Los Angeles by a single mom who had three biological kids and adopted four more. I never met my dad.
I think my mom and dad knew from the very beginning that I was destined to go into public service.
My dad’s French, and I spent my summers in France growing up. So I speak French fluently, and obviously, I speak English because I was raised in New York, and I grew up here.
My dad was a janitor for U.S. Radium Corporation, and he stayed there for 37 years. So he didn’t read.
I’m a four star general in this thing, and you don’t rise to the ranks of a four star general by hanging about the house being the perfect dad.
I’m dying to be a great dad one day, whenever that day comes.
I was born in 1968, just eighteen months after my sister Chrisse and just one year after Dad passed the bar exam.
Dad never interferes in our personal matters. He is a very candid person and knows where to draw the line. He is always there for all of us in the family.
My dad was a professional track racer. It’s in my genes, and my first memories as a baby were in a velodrome.
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve realized my true models are my parents. My mom is like a sheroe. My dad is so strong.
My mum was quite poor, and my dad was rich. She didn’t dig that, so she left him.
My dad was a proper old English gentleman, even though he was from the Caribbean. He used to stand up and salute during the Queen’s Christmas speech.
My dad and one brother are working the farm. They laughed when I said I wanted to act. We work very hard, but for my family, it’s just another experience in life, y’know?
My dad was really a protector and mentor.
My parents have truly gone above and beyond in not only supporting me but also encouraging me to follow my dreams. My dad’s only wish was that I made sure to go to college for theatre and study my craft.
My father was in the coal business in West Virginia. Both dad and mother were, however, originally from Massachusetts; New England, to them, meant the place to go if you really wanted an education.
It was my mom who pushed me. My mom actually pushed my dad to train me. My dad knows what it takes to play at this level and be a really good basketball player, and he just wanted me to make the choice for myself.
There were a lot of assumptions that we were raised a certain way. Our dad was always really clear with us that he is rich and we are not: ‘If you want to be rich, you should go do what I did, which is work really hard.’
