My mom God rest her soul – she liked nicknames. In the womb she named me Skip. There was another black guy in Piedmont W.Va. and his name was Skip. They called him Big Skip and I was Little Skip.
My parents are wonderful and I'm really lucky – but my mom has always been almost exclusively a right-brained person. She goes completely on her feelings of things on her intuition and so she instilled that in my brothers and I.
