Straw media. Okay, welcome back
to American Badass. This is part two

of Michael Madsen's conversation with Billy Baldwin. Why do we jump right in?

Here's Mike. Yeah, it's interesting. I'm I'm developing a series concept that's

sort of you know, I guess
if you were to you know it's based

on our our childhood and the men
who raised guys like you and me.

My father was a high school football
coaches at Brooklyn Street kid that he was

in the Marine Corps for five years, then he was a went to Syracuse

University, played football there for and
got his undergraduate, his master's in political

science. He became a high school
teacher and a football coach and he was

also we had a rifle team.
There was a rifle range in the high

school and my father was a rifle
coach. Did both of those, all

three of those, teaching and coaching
football and rifle for thirty plush years and

and just the way that good stuff, the way the way men raised us,

like the way your father raised you
as a firefighter in in Chicago,

and me being in the suburbs of
New York and my father being from Brooklyn

and it's like I'm developing this series
concept that's sort of like the wonder years,

if Quentin or Scorsese. It's like
it's like mixing the wonder years with

good fellows and and that's a good
idea. I'd be on that. Yeah,

you know, but you'd look back
at the way we when I tell

people Michael, stuff that happened to
my child it during my childhood, they're

shot and they look at me chronic
cross side, like there was something wrong

with my father. As you understand, that wasn't going on in my house.

Who was going on in every other
house on my block and the next

block and the next block in the
next book? If you were a Jewish

kid or an Italian kid or an
Irish kid and there was two sides of

the track, there were doctors and
lawyers and bankers and there were cops and

teachers and firemen and iron workers and
union electricians. If you were on my

side of the tracks and your father
was you know, primarily if there were

German, Irish and Italian, you
know there's a certain way in which stuff

was handled that was highly common and
highly routine. Sure you know, I

tell them stories about the stuff my
father ran the cub scouts and the cub

scout meetings were once a month in
the elementary school and once a once in

a while, my father was he
don't bring him here next week, next

month and we have the meeting.
Bring him over to the rifle range.

Yeah, and he would. He
would. He would say, just drop

them off Saturday morning at ten o'clock. My father had nobody's permission, not

the principal, not the chairman,
not the second not the superintendent. Would

nobody even knew except for the janitor
that was pushing the broom past the rifle

range at thirty on Saturday morning.
And my father would have fifteen nine year

olds and he would open the cage
and he'd hand everybody a rifle and we

go out into the hallway and we
take this, we disassemble the weapons,

clean them, put them back to
teach you how to take it apart,

clean and put it back together.
And none of us were big enough to

fire in a prone position Asian,
so we would in a standing, kneeling

or prone so we'd lay down on
a big, big, giant like military

sand bag and we would fire live
rounds down range for hours of my father

would teach his coun safety and and
had a thing, you know, you

know, accuracy teachers how to fire
the weapon properly. After the kids got

good, he let you make like
a Frankenstein of one of those big Franken

Star our God Zella models, and
put down range. You'd let us shoot

your shit out of it. If
last. You can you imagine that a

teacher at Malibu High School right now? I think you're selling telling me today

arrests, put him to jail.
You, you, you'd lose your you'd

be fired, he'd be fired.
I mean, yeah, billy, the

way things are. Yeah, I
think it's very sad, billy, I

honestly do. I think what you're
talking about in the kind of DADS that

we had. You know, my
father would pick me up out of bed

and if I slept overnight at the
firehouse, he actually slide the pole.

He could pick me up in his
right arm and jump on the pole and

slide down to the truck with me. I mean that's like Batman or something.

I mean that's like, yeah,
you know, he was a hero

to me. He was. My
Dad was like and I think now about

the way the parents are controlled and
the kids are just I don't know what's

happened to you know, I know
what you mean when you tell people's stories,

when I say things about my dad
or things that happened between my father

and I, or I try to
talk about, you know, something that

was no normal people, they look
at you like, Oh my God,

you know really, you know that
he should have been arrested or he should

have been put away or it's so
sad and it sounds like times, like

when they invented the cotton gin or
the steam injured, as this wasn't a

hundred fifty years ago. This was
just one generation before. You know,

I tell people the story about you
know, I went to this when I

was in ten grade. My brother
Daniel was a senior and his whole class

was going to the senior prom and
they were going with the cool kids in

the hot chicks and everything, and
the girls all had a friend that was

a very, very sweet girl,
but they were afraid some of she was

very quiet. They're afraid somebody might
not ask whether the guys pulled me aside

the said would you take her to
the promm like a you kiddie at ten

grade or going to the senior problem
in and I don't care, I'll go

for sure. So I asked you
to the prom and we lived one of

the girls we went with. Her
name was Martine. She lived in the

great South Bay and she had a
boat. And back then, you know,

they build the docks the bulkhead that
will go out on the property line.

You wouldn't have to build two docks. It was one side of the

dock was for one home and the
other side of the dock was for the

home next door. So you put
your boats on one side of the neighbor

put their boats on the other side. And at like, you know,

we were after hours. The Prom
ended it like we got back to her

house at two, is probably three, forty five in the morning that her

date, Greg says, Hey,
let's go out the DOC. Let me

show you the Holper ands new boat. So I go out on the dock

and there's this guy. I'm out
there with my friend Gregg, and we're

checking out the boat. And you
remember that scene, of course, in

pulp fix, and I think when
Alexis arquette comes out with a gun and

fires like fifteen rounds around Sam Jackson's
head, screaming, and that one of

them hits. All the sudden,
just like that scene, this guy next

door comes running out of the House
and is underwear and his tshirt with a

gun and he goes running across the
lawn screaming and he comes running down the

docks screaming and he's pointing this gun
at me and he's freaking out. Get

Down, get down, get the
fuck down, get down on the fucker.

I'm like. I'm like, Dude, we're at the PROM. He

goes. I go look at the
house and this is mar to. We're

checking out Martin's boat. Everybody still
in the house. Is Still Thirty people.

Look look at the house. The
lights were on, music was playing,

people were dancing. We're trying not
to be too loud because it was

like thirty in the morning. He
starts, the guy starts to panic.

My friend Greg had already gotten changed
into his jeans and he was about to

jump off the dock and jump into
the water he was so scared. And

I did the stupid mistake. I
said my father used to call me ignats

and I looked at the guy and
that said something like a ignas and I

grabbed my Tuxedo. I said,
did you think I rented this Tuxedo so

I could rob you, to rob
your boat, and because I was still

wearing this rented Tuxedo, like you
sure in into this that to rob your

boat, right? And the guy
comes at me with a butt of the

gun and he cook pretty hits me. Say Shut up, and you know,

he paniced. He panicked. He
let us go and couple months later

I'm sitting around the kitchen table and
we have a couple of the guys that

were there then. I Daniel in
a few of the guys that were there

that night and a friend of ours
is up from Florida and they see tell

him the story of my father was
cooking his breakfast and my father had selective

hearing. If you asked him for
five bucks to go to the movies,

he was deaf. But he said
if I said to Daniel like, do

that again and I'll fucking kill you. He can hear you from like ten

blocks away like. So I didn't
think my father could hear and I was

telling the story to the whole gang
at the table and I kept looking over

at the kitch at the stove.
My father was scrambling some eggs or something

and he wasn't reacting at all and
I was like and then all the sudden

I said, Hey, Aignas you
think, I rented this Tuxedo to rob

your boat. And then the guy
he pissed a with me hit me in

the head with a gun. And
all of the sudden my father slowly returns

from the stoveny and these bifocals on
and it looks over the top of his

glasses and he said, what did
you just say? I said, Dad,

whoa Wa this was a long time
ago, it was not a big

deal. was a long time ago. Long time ago be it was.

was only like three months earlier,
not ten years. He goes get in

the car, where my dad days
right, because the car. Yeah,

well, the sudden, Daniel's friends, you're all seniors. This is like

the summer after they graduated. I
like, Holy Shit, this is on

and they all freaking feared my father. Sure I had called him the cinder.

They called him cinder, short for
Cinder Block, as he had a

head like a fucking cinder block.
I got to send you a picture a

few if you're going to put anything
up on the screen, I got to

send you this great picture of my
father legendary picture. I would to send

it to you, and Rynd,
you gotta put it up. This is

I'll send you a few pictures of
my dad. This is the one you're

going to want to use. So
we get in the car, we go

down. We got down to Martine
how Prince House. I go. Here's

the next neighbor. This is the
dude. He goes, stay in the

car, he walks up to the
door, he rings the doorbell, the

door opens, they exchange words for
about ten seconds. The door slam shut.

My father grabs the screen door,
rips the door open. The front

door goes down. He blows the
whole thing off. The frame goes right

through the FRIGGIN door. My father
was five hundred eleven, two hundred and

fifty five was right through the door. I hear the sound of like shouting

and grunts and cursing and crashing furniture
and like feral animal sounds, like the

sounds of an animal, like that
they make when they when they know that

they're going to die. Yeah,
he's like weird squealing sound. Didn't last

long. It lasted probably twenty thirty
seconds. My father comes out, his

shirts ripped, his buttons are popped
off, a shirt is untucked, his

big guts kind of hanging out,
his hairs all a mess, he's heaving's

way out of breath, like he
was so few, so into shape.

He gets in the car, he's
tucking his shirt back in, coming across

the lawn. He gets in the
car, he tilts the mirror, he

sets fixing his hair in the mirror
like this. He starts the car,

he goes to grab it to put
in the gear and he looks at me,

because don't ever tell your mother would
happen what just happened, drops it

into drive and we take off and
of course they told my mother. My

father died like not long after that. But my father went down there and

just took this motherfucker out to the
wood shed and and my father would do

anything if you were wrong on principle, if you screwed up in disrespected somebody,

he would, he would, he
would, he would. He would

never side with you if you were
a son. He would never side with

you if you were wrong right.
But he would ever let anybody disrespect our

family. He would never let anybody
put any of his children in harm's way.

I think those are the best lessons
that I think are missing nowadays from

especially fathers and sons, because my
dad would throw me up in the cab

of the fire truck and you know, I'd go with him because he drove

the engine, the one hundred and
twenty nine and eighty one nationaland and I

was sadist like eight years old,
nine years old, but I couldn't get

out of the truck when they get
to whatever was on fire. I'd have

to sit in the cab and I
just watched these guys put the ladders up

and put the house out and whatever
they had to do. And then when

it was done, he would bring
me in the house and say, son,

I want you to see what happens, you know, inside a house

after it's been on fire, it's
been put out, and I would see

things in there, billy, that
would just so I never get out of

my head. Just horrible, terrible, the the massacre in the destruction of

the flames and what they had done. Yeah, to U Two people and

one time he, he. I
used to have to help them roll up

the hoses and you have to roll
them to push the water out of them,

to roll hack up to put him
on the truck, and I was

out there doing that and and he
went back inside in the back like patio

of this house, and I looked
at I didn't know worry was and I

went in there and I go dad, what's going on? And there was

a man in there who had been
trying to get out and he wasn't able

to find the door and he had
fallen forward against a wall and a great

big drape or a something that was
hanging up on the wall had fallen over

the guy's body and so it looked
like a table in the corner and my

father was there with a couple of
other guys and right when I walked in,

one of them pulled off the cloth
and there was his poor guy bent

over, completely burnt to a crisp
yeah, and he rolled backwards, his

body rolled backwards down to the floor
and he kind of burst it open.

And I looked at my father and
he looked at me and he walked over

to me and he put his hand
over my eyes and he turned me around

and he walked me outside. He
goes, listen, I know you're never

going to forget that and I wish
you'd never seen that. And I said,

Oh my God, Dad, you
know he goes, listen, son,

this is what I do for a
living and that's the way it is.

And he goes, person no,
don't, don't, don't, don't

do him, don't tell your mother
said, and I couldn't believe you just

told me that, because he said
the same thing to me, don't ever

tell your mother what you saw today. And I didn't tell her until probably

ten years later. But yeah,
because, you know, with a with

all of our kids, you know, there's certain things I lied through my

teeth. You know, when my
kids said to me when there were five,

six, seven years old, Dad, if you ever at a cigarette

or dad, of you ever done
drugs? I was me, no,

no, now they're. Now I
I love telling them stories about like the

Hi Jings of, you know,
college and partying in the club scene in

New York and partying with their all
of it, my brother's, their uncles

and and you know, now I
feel like it's it's smarter and safer if

I had told them, you know, some of the things that happened when

they were, when they were wife
had exposed them to that at an age

when they were just emotionally not in
the right. They weren't strong enough for

someone mature enough to yeah, to
understand the meaning of it. You know,

I never told any of my boys
stuff that I they would always ask

me like Dad, you know,
dad, you know, like when you

were when you did this or when
you did that, and you know,

back in your time. I'd all
back, you mean when I had my

pet dinosaur. You Go yeah,
you're dad, you know, did you?

I'd say no, no, no, I know. I was a

good kid and I you know,
I got in trouble once in a while,

but I nothing really bad ever happened. And it wasn't until years later

when I started being honest with them
and telling him stuff and I began to

feel like this hero, you know, and I they looked up to me

like wow, Dad, wow,
my dad is a bad motherfucker. My

Dad's a tough guy. Man,
what a great father we have, and

it was such a strange transition to
suddenly just find a way to be honest.

But to know that if I had
said all that to them when they

were so much younger, I'm so
glad I did, because I wouldn't want

to have them ever try to emulate
those things are try to not understand.

It was a different time and and
times were different and people were different back

then, especially fathers and sons.
I mean we live in such an era

of of you know, the whole
the whole time out generation and the whole

participation trophy generation, all right,
and the and the political correctness of the

Times that we live in. You
know, it's just it's like I can't

even tell you how many fights I
got into. I got it a hundreds

of us. I used to fight
my brother Dan. I mean I didn't

really fight him, I just like
took the beating. But where I was

in ninth grade, I wrestled ninety
eight and Daniel was in eleven grade.

He wrestled to fifty. I wrestled
the hundred and he wrestled to fifty and

he was only eighteen months older than
me. So he I had four concussions

and a fractured skull before I was
eight years old, just from Daniel.

So I would get concussions when I
was ten, eleven, twelve. My

father's like, I'm not, I
can't afford the twenty five deductible and they

we know the protocol of a football
coach. I know the concussion protocol.

We're not going to the we're not
going to the emergency room, forget about

it. And it was all roughhousing. He grabbed me by the wrist and

the ankle and heats. When I
was three or four years old. He'd

spend me around like say, Hey, aunt becky, check it out,

Billy's going for an airplane ride,
and he'd go to throw me on the

couch and he overrotate that a quarter
turn and he threw me into the fireplace

instead of throwing me on the couch. And, Oh sure, he spun

me like four times and let go
and threw me into the fireplace at four

years old. All right, let's
take another break and on the topic of

Boyhood Rowtiness, I have a story
I'll never forget about learning how to approach

girls, which I didn't know how
to do, when I was seven,

and my dad put me straight.
And again, Donna, if you're out

there somewhere listening, I'm sorry and
I still love you. I hope you're

okay. Welcome back everyone, and
thanks for joining us on American Badass.

Today we have billy Baldman on the
show. Before the break, billy and

I got on to the topic of
well, raising children. A son's in

particular and how we grew up as
boys, how our father's raised us and

how different it is today. It's
quite a lot different. Times have certainly

changed, let me tell you.
Yeah, I'd go down the stairs.

Mother was a one of his.
It is. He seemed to think that

was a good, good punishment,
but I get I'd get thrown down the

stairs and and then he would just
kind of turn around and walk away like

nothing happened, and it's so Jacque. I remember that now I think back

to these days and I shot this
girl in the back with a ring,

with a wrist rocket sling shot,
and I was in like second grade.

Yeah, it was. It was
in went wintertime and she had a big

coat on and I I had a
crush on her and she wouldn't talk to

me and I had a wrist rocket
sling shot. It was I used to

hide it in the bushes out in
front of the Church right and I knew

the way that she walked home from
school and her name was Donna and I

used to say Hey Donna, Hey
Donna, and she would never answer me.

She just keep walking, and so
I loaded up that rocket man and

I let one go and it got
her like in the back, but she

had a big thick winter coat on, so she wasn't hurt or nothing.

But because it actually hit her,
I thought, Oh Shit, man,

Oh wow, I'm fucking in trouble
now, right. So I ran home

and I went home and about an
hour later there's a knock on the door.

And I know you were describing a
screen door. Like in New York

and Chicago we had the metal door
that had metal on the bottom and then

the screen on the top. Right. Yeah, it was like glass flecks,

the glass in the winter and then
you change it to a screen in

the summer. Right. And this
guy is knocking on the door and I

thought, Oh God, and I
could see the front door from the top

of the stairs by my bedroom and
I come out there and I was looking

and here cathed my dad, and
then we had a white t shirt on

and these he's like like Khaki colored
fire pants, is fire house pants,

and he walks over and he opened
the door and there was this man standing

there and there's Donna standing right behind
him and she had her hand on her

cheek and she was crying and I
realized, Oh my God, it's her

with her father, and the guy
started yelling at my dad like your son,

you know, whom, blah,
blah, you know, and and

and my dad he just kind of
stood there really just listen to the guy,

just let him have his say.
And but then the guy started getting

louder and louder and more abuseful about
it, and all of a sudden my

father he just put his hands up
in front like that and he pushed both

his hands right through the screen door
right into the guy's chest and he said

the poor guy down the stairs like
ass over backwards, fell down the stairs

and I was like, Oh my
God, wow. And then he just

he turned around and he closed the
door and he just slowly walked back out

of the room, back in the
kitchen and the guy didn't come back and

knocked back on the door. He
didn't come back up. But I thought

wow, I'm and you know,
wow, my dad's a hero. He

Save me from this guy. But
then he came up in my bedroom like

course, right heater and yeah,
yeah, by the arm under the armpit,

which is a weird way to pick
up a kid, and he socked

me, knocked me out and yeah, and, but, but, but

I had a coming right and and
totally totally. I'm Sam exactly right.

Even repeat his story. The same
exact story happened to my brother Daniel.

The girl's name was patty. He
shot her with a baby rifle, which

was honored by a shot her in
the back and the father came over the

house. I don't remember if the
girl was there not to live at the

end of the block. The father
freaked out. My father called Daniel to

the front door set, is it
true? And the father said I want

the gun, I want the gun, and my father handed him the gun

and he took it on my front
porch and just smashed the it was,

you know, like a little daisy
or something, they could daisy baby rifle,

and he smashed the thing into pieces
right on my front porch in front

of my dad. He knew my
daddy loved and admired and respected and my

father probably intimidating him. This is
and this is not a situation where my

father wanted to get into this guy. Didn't want to get anything physically,

but the guy, you kind of
like, lost control because, yeah,

girl was riding home on her bike, Daniel. She didn't break the skin

or anything, but he right left
a little market her back she was summertime,

wearing a tshirt from you know whatever, hundred feet away and yeah,

left a little mark and made her
cry, scared her and they said he

smashed the thing. I tell you
one more story about my dad that's pretty

funny. Yeah, that when I
used to get I the first couple of

people that I was forced to get
into a fight with, I didn't really

for various reasons. I couldn't really
do very well because I didn't know how

to fight. One of them with
my brother, because he was tough and

he was crazy and he was twice
my size. The other one was a

kid that was my neighbor that fought
very dirty. He'd scratch, he'd bite.

He's like scratch, you gouge your
eyes and stuff. And this third

guy was was on the kindergarten bus
and I would always come home like torn

homework and rip buttons ripped off my
shirt because this guy was bullying everybody,

not just me, just whoever looked
at it the wrong way. Would just

you just love him going up and
down the aisle of the Bush. I

was only bust one year with mandatory
busting for kindergarteners and then after that from

from first grade through sixth grade at
the selementary school. I walked, you

know, pretty long walk. But
this kid during, during kindergarten, his

name was Donald Johnston and his fed
and he was the son of a construction

worker in New York City. And
I would tell my mom used kindergarten was

like a half a day and my
dad was still up in the high school

and I would tell my mom like
what happened and my artwork was torn and

my shirt was ripped and I'd have
like a scratch on my face and I

would tell her this kid would bully
me. Bullying only meek. So my

my brothers and my father sat me
down and said, next time he does

it, does it. This is
the way, this is what you do

and you're trying to teach me a
couple of moves. So I'm coming off

the bus and I walked down the
length of the bus and I'm dropping down

into the well where you drop out
of the bus to leave the doors open.

I drop it at the well and
I lean over the top of the

staircase and I go donald, Judge
didn't did and I fuck it. I

run out the doors and the doors
closed and the mustars falling away and I

look back and I'm like yeah,
and he's running to the front of the

bus and I'm like and he goes
down into the wheel well and the best

drever jams on the brakes. The
kids moving in the bus. He's jump

down the staircase and he just pushes
the doors open. He lived like another

half a mile away. He looked
like he lived like five more stops in

the bus up like Holy Shit,
I start frigging booking home. I run

around the corner, I go across
the street, I jumped the curb,

I hit my front lawn. I
look up. This never happened. I

look up. My father's stand into
the frigging doorway. Yeah, he is.

He's been watching me run from around
the corner across the street. I

jumped this thing. Donald Johnson's like
it's it was like one of those those

those animal videos where you see like
the freaking Cheetah or the lion at closing

in on an antelope. was like
closing in on his braies about to take

me down the front porch right.
My father DAP and I look over my

shoulder. Donald Johnston saw my father. He stopped and now we're like at

this impast like are we going to
fight? He's like, obviously I was

thinking about I was a kid of
his five since she was all was like,

my dad's here now, we're not
going to fight. So my father

goes like this and he walks next
door. We had one of those living

room curtains there was like a little
drape on the top and then the brig

draper on the bottom. There was
a little section of between that you would

look out. Yeah, and my
father standing at the living room window and

he's going like this, like let's
go, let's go, yeah, and

I turn around and I look at
him and this guy's now I got my

back to my father. He's basically
he's looking at me, he's looking at

my daddy. Knows my dad's I
guess he figured out like my Dad's not

gonna let me let this kid kick
my ass right on my front lawn,

right in front of my father.
The kid goes yea, I'll see you

school tomorrow, like kind of like
I'll meet you at the flag bolt pulled.

Yeah, and he droop off and
he just started walking home and it

was another one of those unspoken things
with my father. was like man,

I'd rather my son get his ass
kicked then my son run. None of

my son, none of my kids, are going to run. Hey,

you never ever gonna run. Exactly, don't ever fuck king run. Yeah,

and I was running. Yeah,
I was running, and my father

shut the door and he just said
deal with the situation. He's like,

let's go deal with it, because
throw a punch, whatever happens, EPPs,

and I kind of felt like we
weren't in a fight. I guess

I'm making this up in retrospect,
but I kind of felt like you would

never let me get hurt, and
I started like clenched my fist and started

walking towards him and he just took
off and said I'll see you tomorrow,

Baldwin. And I'll never forget my
father closed the door of Donald Johnston,

who he knew had been kicking my
ass of the bus. He just closed

the door on me. Whenever the
window goes, let's go do it.

I'm like really, yeah, crazy
fings, but this is what I'm talking

about. People, you tell that
story like that, what a called child

protective services. Today, these kids
are suing their parents nowadays. They taking

a big cord for this. Could
this kind of thing. It's really sad,

man. It's fucked up. You
know, I'm glad. I'm glad

you're the dad that you are and
and I love hearing these stories and I

love knowing you and you've been a
wonderful friend to me and I feel sometimes

that we play brothers together in a
movie and in a strange way we kind

of really are in another life,
you know, because we had a similar

fathers and yeah, you know,
we think about it. You grew up

in Chicago, the son of a
blue collar, you know, firefighter,

and I grew up the son of
a school, Public School teacher, you

know, the guy was a football
coach and a marine. And Your Dad

was Chicago, my dad was from
Brooklyn, and yeah, a lot of

similarities, you know, a lot
of yeah, it's a wonderful thing,

then, and I i Jesus when
I miss you, and it's great that

you came on and I could talk
to you forever, Billy, and God

bless you, man. God bless, yeah, your brothers and your wife

and your kids and and everybody that
that you're close to. Billy, I

miss you, I love you and
thanks for coming on the same here.

Let's do chapter two whenever you want. Whenever you wanted in the rotation,

I'll come back on and we've done
many projects together. We've had many experiences

together, so many stories, so
many laughs, and I think we have

a couple coming up. We may
have a couple coming up in the next

few months. We may be together
out on the out, on the out

on the trail again. So I've
heard that. I'm looking forward to the

next one. My Man, Hey, me too, pell me to you

bet your ass I'll be there.
Yeah, loves it all family. Hey,

all right, I could back at
you. Okay, I get you.

been a right many thank you.
Bye, bye. Ye, thanks

to the EALS. My name is
Michael Madsen and I want to thank everyone

out there for tuning in. I
hope you all enjoyed listening to billy and

me. He's a great guy and
I've been lucky to work with him and

and his brother, all his brothers
as a matter of fact, and a

few occasions. It's been a pleasure
talking with billy. He's a wonderful guy.

He was very open on the show
and it's been wonderful sharing the stories

of our upbringing. Those are the
stories that made us the people we are

today, and I couldn't be more
grateful for it. We've all had a

little more time to reflect on our
lives this past year or so. Why

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