Death so called is a thing which makes men weep And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

My dad was a good athlete. My mom had longevity. There were some athletic genes that certainly got passed down.

My dad passed away before my freshman year and it altered how I thought. I was depressed - I didn't hang out with my friends. I worked through it by dancing.

I started playing ball when I was a kid. My dad was a pro ball player and he passed on his knowledge to me.

When my father died in my arms it had such a profound affect on me that at that very moment when my dad passed I realized that I needed to face my own fears.

When dad told me Mr Steptoe had passed away I broke down.

I was born in 1968 just eighteen months after my sister Chrisse and just one year after Dad passed the bar exam.

My sisters have been baptized and my dad is a deacon at his church now. Sadly my mother passed away but what I can say is that the Jehovah Witnesses took very good care of her up until she died.

I like to think my dad was easygoing and kind and I think some of those things have been passed down. I am like him in a sense of being positive and hopeful. He was compassionate and I've got a lot of that in me as well.

I pressed my father's hand and told him I would protect his grave with my life. My father smiled and passed away to the spirit land.

I made a decision when my father passed away that I was going to be who God made me to be and not try to preach like my father.

My talent is such that no undertaking however vast in size... has ever surpassed my courage.

Sydney in the 1960s wasn't the exuberant multicultural metropolis it is today. Out in the city's western reaches days passed in a sun-struck stupor. In the evenings families gathered on their verandas waiting for the 'southerly buster' - the thunderstorm that would break the heat and leave the air cool enough to allow sleep.

I'd say that after my father passed my writing changed it went deeper. Most would say 'matured' but I don't think I'd use that word in relation to my progress. I think 'change' is a little more accurate.

If you walk down the street and smile at someone that will get passed on to the next person. That has the power to change someone's day.

Vision without action is merely a dream. Action without vision just passes the time. Vision with action can change the world.

I hope everyone that is reading this is having a really good day. And if you are not just know that in every new minute that passes you have an opportunity to change that.