Thirteen, 13 children, and I love – I love them all. And I think I’ve been a good father to all of them.
I love my dad, although I’m definitely critical of him sometimes, like when his pants are too tight. But I love him so much and I try to be really supportive of him.
But I have to be careful not to let the world dazzle me so much that I forget that I’m a husband and a father.
Aeneas carried his aged father on his back from the ruins of Troy and so do we all, whether we like it or not, perhaps even if we have never known them.