But growing up, I saw my parents, both religiously devout and spiritual people, pray and praise God for their blessings, namely me of course, but among others. (Laughter) They were kind and funny and patient, limitlessly patient, the kind of patience that having 11 kids forces you to have.
Bet uzaugot es savus vecākus redzēju gan reliģiski dievbijīgus, gan garīgus, lūdzoties un slavējot Dievu  par viņa svētību, proti, par mani, bet arī par citiem. (Smiekli) Viņi bija laipni, jautri un pacietīgi, bezgalīgi pacietīgi, tik pacietīgi, cik 11 bērnu audzināšana piespiež.