This was a few months after Dad and I came to California to reunite with Mom. I hadn't seen my Mom in two years and she would have literally done anything to make me laugh. She was always wearing that purple foam handband in those days.

We went to San Diego to see the Chinese Naval ships docked there. A sailor asked us if we could take his camera and take photos of America for him, since he couldn't get off the boat. We said no. We had to drive home to LA that night. My parents immediately regretted it and talked about it for years.