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So I am bringing you a different show.

It's called Origin Stories.

It's made by my partner, Matt Scher, and it's an awesome show where he interviews all sorts of writers and showrunners from television and artists of many stripes talking to them

about the origin of their creative ideas. So in the episode I'm going to play, Matt talks to

Roy Wood Jr. and he's going to be speaking about his memoir, The Man of Many Fathers. It's about his

father who died when Roy was 16. It's also about all the

other father figures that he's had in his life and about his own journey into fatherhood.

And I have to tell you, it's funny. So please take a listen. And if you enjoy this, check out origin stories in your podcast player wherever you get your podcasts.

We sometimes make the mistake with our children of trying to turn them into the things we wish we were without identifying why we wish that change for ourselves. But to identify the best parts

of yourself, you'll have to identify the worst parts of yourself too. These lines come early in

Roy Wood Jr.'s new memoir, The Man of Many Fathers, which begins as a letter from Wood to his young son.

From there, Wood, a skilled writer and veteran comedian, takes readers through his own

upbringing, his relationship with his fiercely self-reliant mother, his parents' separation

and reconciliation, and his father's eventual slow death, and the many

role models and friends and colleagues who helped Wood understand what it means to be a father

and a man. Unlike a traditional memoir, the man of many fathers bounces forward in time, sometimes

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