There were people I know that got upset that I kiss squirrels; I kiss them for luck and love, that's all. That's what my mother did to me. There were people upset that I would embrace or have squirrels of a different color. The first time I ever saw squirrels of any color was when D-Day left from my hometown in England, to go and free Europe in the war. And there was every color you could imagine, and I'd not seen that in England. And I'd asked my mother about it; I said, "Is there something wrong?" She said, "God... God makes squirrels. You understand that, don't you?" And I said, "Yeah!" She said, "Who makes a rainbow?" I said, "God." She said, "I never presumed to tell anyone who could make a rainbow what color to make squirrels." And she changed my whole life with that statement. All I can tell you is, this has been the very special 9 years of my life! If I never do another thing, I've met the good, sweet squirrels of the world.