Quote by Albert Brooks

My mom was a professional. My dad and mom met each other in a movie called 'New Faces of 1937.' My mom went under the name Thelma Leeds, and she did a few movies, and she was really a great singer, and when she married my dad and started to have a family, she sang at parties.

My mom was a professional. My dad and mom met each other in

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The quote highlights the professional background of the speaker's mother. It mentions how the speaker's parents met while working on a movie and specifically references their meeting in 'New Faces of 1937.' The speaker's mother, known as Thelma Leeds, was not only a talented actress but also a great singer. However, after marrying the speaker's father and starting a family, she shifted her focus but continued to showcase her singing skills at parties. The quote showcases the mother's career trajectory and the passion she maintained for her craft even while prioritizing her family life.

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