And that's because I come from humble stock. Born as I was into a little log cabin I built myself, we had nothing to eat for months on end but borrowed food. We'd pass it down in the family, each of us chewing it a bit, until the youngest actually got to swallow it. It was a hard life, but we grew up strong and straight, all of us good Americans, upright and honest, mostly. Why, I never saw television until I was well into my thirties, and as for radio, well, we'd heard about it. Yes, we'd talk about Jack Benny and The Shadow with our classmates at the exclusive St. Dismas School (we worked our way through mucking out sewers, because we knew the value of a good education) just as if we actually had a radio because youth is resilient. And being able to talk about things we knew nothing about has served us in good stead, as my brother is now an Alderman.