I'll always remember when I bumped into Good Morning America's Robin Roberts on a flight to my mother's funeral in 1994 and how kind she was during that difficult time.
Cotton Owens was leading and daddy was second. They came up on me and I moved over to let them pass. Cotton went on but daddy bumped me in the rear and my car went right into the wall.
He that loves not his wife and children feeds a lioness at home and broods a nest of sorrows.