I came from somewhat of a musical family. I had an uncle on Broadway. My dad kind of knows how to play instruments. Although I always find it annoying when he does play an instrument.

My grandfather had two boys my uncle had three boys my dad had me and my two brothers each of my brothers have had two boys. Then something happened with the chromosomal experiment and suddenly I've got three girls.

I used to have a silk dressing gown an uncle bought in Japan and when I came downstairs in it my dad used to call me Davinia. There was never embarrassment about that kind of thing. My sister used to dress me up a lot. She thought I was a little doll.

My dad and my uncles owned a bar outside of Cincinnati. I worked there growing up mopping floors waiting tables.

I spent a lot of time on farms when I was young. My uncle and my dad owned a big farm.

My grandfather and my uncle both died from colorectal cancer my dad almost died from it and I have the gene for it.

Fortunately as it pertains to guns my dad and uncle introduced me to guns the way it needs to be done: smart slow and safe.

My uncle's a lawyer and I remember going to see him in court and thinking 'That's cool too bad I could never be a lawyer.'

It's my firm conviction that when Uncle Sam calls by God we go and we do the best that we can.

The anger that Uncle Junior has comes from my background. My father was the son of an Italian immigrant and I've seen the fire of the Italian temperament. It can be explosive sometimes in ways that are both funny and tragic.

In truth I am a single mother. But I don't feel alone at all in parenting my daughter. Krishna has a whole other side of her family who loves her too. And so Krishna is parented by me but also by her grandmother and aunts and cousins and uncles and friends.