Stasia Shepard

He just was a compulsive liar.

He was quite a master.

One of the messages... I hope I did this right.

I want to say that I had a great relationship with my father.

He was...

Totally cool in many ways and a great cook.

My earliest memory of my dad is sitting on his lap and him smoking his cigar, and he would make cigar smoke rings for me.

I thought the smoke rings were magical.

He didn't have a regular job.

And he would...

sit in the middle of the living room usually, wherever we lived, and he would type.

So he was working on things.

He was working on, I didn't know what, but I would sit under his desk sometimes while he typed away and we would talk in between the pages and he would tell me things about show business.

You know, the Hollywood stars were all around us.

We could walk up the street, and my father would tell me about movie stars when we walked.

He seemed to know everything.

I'll be so blue.

He told me and he told everyone that he wrote the song Blue Christmas.

I was told constantly that we were artists and that there were artists and there were ordinary people and we were artists.

The Encyclopedia of Folk Music.