The actor asked the deciding question between Bobbe, 87, and Asiyah, 15, on "Jimmy Kimmel Live."
I remember the night I took up the offering in my dad's church wearing a midriff shirt with hip-hugger pants. Despite this being the 1970s in California, several older women in the church were traumatized by the event.
Two of my neighbors died within the last year: the husband of one couple and the wife of another. No, this is not a fairytale about the remaining survivors forming a new union. (Ironically, they all knew one another well and shared a mutual loathing.)
Life's greatest secret was randomly dropped in my lap and left for me to process as a young teenager. Was it respect? Was my grandma wanting me to honor my elders?
We're pretty sure dating was never like this back in the day.
There’s been a lot of polling on the topic lately.
I am a writer. Writers love invisibility. In fact, most creative people thrive on it -- and isolation. So last year when, at the urging of a young friend, I chose more visibility and found myself at a marketing event, surrounded by hundreds of Millennials, I felt as though I had been ripped out of my comfy womb.