Born in 1947. I always imagined that bedtime at his house went something like this:
Kid: No, Daddy, that's okay I don't need a bedtime story tonight.
SK: Really? I have a great idea for a new one...
Kid: I'm very sleepy. I'll just go right to sleep.
SK: Just a little bit?
Wife: NO STORY! LAST TIME THE KID DIDN'T SLEEP FOR A WEEK!
But then I remember what his son does for a living...