An Adjective of My Own
Like Steve Martin, I was born a poor black child... .. and (unlike Steve Martin) the youngest of nine. As you might imagine being the youngest of nine all I really longed for was to stand out from "the crowd", to distinguish myself, but I immediately ran into a problem; all the adjectives seemed to be taken already. Greta was talented; Terry, creative; Roger, handy; Ray, funny; Pat, athletic; Judy, smart; Jo-Ann, beautiful; and Jimmy; oldest and all that it implied. Parents
