24 April 1958

When I was born... the doctor came out to the waiting room and said to my father... I'm very sorry... We did everything we could... But he pulled through.

I'm so ugly... My mother had morning sickness... AFTER I was born.

I was so poor growing up... If I wasn't born a boy... I'd have nothing to play with.

I could tell that my parents hated me. My bath toys were a toaster and a radio.

I remember the time I was kidnapped and they sent a piece of my finger to my father. He said he wanted more proof.