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...