I get a lot of letters. Not only from children but from adults, too. Almost every week, every month, clippings come in from some part of the world where ducks are crossing the street.

Because its hard to realize now that that was the end of the great depression, you know. All of a sudden all of this is in front of me and I'm solvent, you know. I'm making some money and I know where my next meal is coming from, and I have a new pair of shoes and that's it.

We must remind people that this is about the safety of our students. Little children are crossing a busy street, and we ask that the public be aware of this and respect the signs and crossing guards.

If we can play like that every week we'll get some level of consistency.

I'm really surprised how unique the letters are to the letters the children have written to them.

I go to Costco every weekend. It's my favorite part of the week.