How would you describe a perfect day when you were young?
Waffles. Summer. Como Zoo. Hot dogs. Comic books. Bike along the Mississippi.
Steaks on the grill. Toasted marshmallows. Bats chasing my sisters. No bed until dark.
What have you learned about yourself from being a parent?
You're never too old to wish they'd bring you a jar of pickled herring.
What is your earliest memory?
I remember a horse in our garage on 18th Avenue S.E. in Minneapolis, before we moved to our home on 19th Avenue S.E. But nobody else remembers that -- my parents and older siblings are vociferous in denying there was ever any horse in the garage. I think it's a cover up.
How would you like to be remembered?
As a dandelion on the putting green.
What advice do you have for young couples?
Don't try to paint the same picture.
What lessons has your work life taught you?
Stay out of offices and factories. Always picture your boss naked.
Have you experienced any miracles?
Amy is my continuing miracle, like the burning bush. Giving off heat and light yet never consumed.
When you meet God, what do you want to say?
What happened to all those socks I lost?
How do you imagine your death?
Final.
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