When Demetrie got sick we knew it was our responsibility to take care of her and pay her medical bills. And we embraced that. But the tricky part is like so many families in the South we also expected her to use a separate bathroom to use separate utensils.
For example I was a White House intern the summer before I dropped out of law school. Everybody knew about it. I'd come home and go to church and everybody would say 'Oh my God. Demetri you're working at the White House.'
A tragic irony of life is that we so often achieve success or financial independence after the chief reason for which we sought it has passed away.