And because of my father, between the ages seven through fifteen, I thought my name was “Jesus Christ.” He’d say “JESUS CHRIST!” And my brother, Russell, thought his name was “Dammit.” “Dammit, will you stop all that noise?! And Jesus Christ, SIT DOWN!” So one day I’m out playing in the rain. My father said, “Dammit, will you get in here?!” I said, “Dad, I’m Jesus Christ!