When I was very young, a school friend of mine introduced me to a new comedian named Bill Cosby. He was different from many of the other popular comedians. They just told jokes. Cosby told wildly exaggerated stories from his childhood along with his own brand of microphone sound effects that we thought were hilarious. Even though I didn’t grow up in South Philadelphia where he did, I could always relate to his stories because they were so universal and were told from a child’s point of view. We listened to his albums so many times that it became...