>> i am learni, at my ae, how ch it effectede. i don't livewith rgret, i don't have any regret. i think about if this is te. this is the moment. everythin is now. but thextent i may have been a ight kid, i had a point of view, i h toclamp down who i was toxist in other people's hes. i remember a summer with a cousn, and i was attheir ho and h fatrused to come home in t evening in the summer ad w'd be out and we'd hr a whistle. we would rush to his fther, whistlg for his son. i ached to have my father whistling for me. but when we re inur 20' we were together and i told him about this. he said, "really?" "i felt like a dog. i hated it." >> when yr father gotut, what was that reunion like? >> i'll neer forget it. rtford railroad.road he comes in and he's at the edge ofthe trai my mother and my sister and our gs, we're geing on t train. we wer going to new york to live until he fnd a job with another family and a place to live. he was standing there with a suit i remember tat he wor wn he went away. this was now too big. we getn the train.he was wit -- he was with my mom. said, tha