The realtor would leave and lock the door, and now I had a place to stay.
In fact, where I got my [Walk of Fame] star was where the cops picked me up.
They’d put you in the back of the car, and they’d drive you around their entire shift, and then let you out in the morning.
I would tell the cops jokes, and most of the cops are pretty blue-collar guys.
Once they realized you’re not dangerous, you’re not a crazy person… “You find a place to live yet?
I grew up in Andover, Massachusetts, which was a pretty rural area when I was a kid.
Back then, it was seen as not a bad thing—it taught you how to fix cars and get things running. »