Don Rickles

My grandchildren just know me now as Mr. Potato Head.

I was 28 when my father died, and I was an only child.

When I got out of high school, I wanted to be an actor but was getting a lot of rejections. I was getting rejected by life. My mother, God rest her soul, told me not to quit.

You can write whatever you want about me in websites and newspapers, but no one really knows me. They get the idea that I'm a tough, heroic figure, but I'm a sensitive pussycat.

I have a dog named Steve that lives at the studio.