I was 16 years old driving to LA and sleeping in my car just trying to make it happen.
You have to be vigorous. That's the only way you are going to get it because...
I wanted to end my life so bad and was in my car ready to go down that ramp...
Mickey Mouse popped out of my mind onto a drawing pad 20 years ago on a train ride from Manhattan to Hollywood at a time when business fortunes of my brother Roy and myself were at lowest ebb and disaster seemed right around the corner.
