John Lee Hooker became a friend of mine and I love all of his work. He was truly an icon. He lived the life. I miss him.
And I don't know what I'd do at a fraternity party. All that might be a little lost on me.
My mother missed having dinner with Lyndon Johnson because she couldn't find the right hat to wear. While my father went off to the white house to break bread with the President, my mother, who's not a things and stuff person, stayed at the hotel and tried on 10 different hats and missed dinner.

