Read Excerpt: 'Walk Like You Have Somewhere to Go'

Lucille ONeal

In her new book, Shaquille O'Neal's mother, Lucille O'Neal, discusses her personal struggles and victories as she worked to raise a son who would later become one of professional basketball's biggest stars.

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Excerpt From 'Walk Like You Have Somewhere to Go'

One of the funniest things I ever did happened when I began helping Shaquille furnish his first home in Orlando. As mothers, we don't always have the chance to do that with our children once they become adults, so I was very excited.

VIDEO: Lucille ONeal, mother of Shaquille, discusses her son in her new book.
Shaq's Mom Discusses Her New Book

Oftentimes when my son moved to a new place or city, I'd help set him up in his home. One time I won't forget is when Shaquille arranged for me to have a driver—a limo driver, that is, to get me around for my shopping. On the day that I wanted to shop for the basics for my son's home, like glasses, plates, silverware, and an iron—because he never seemed to think of getting an iron—I asked the driver to escort me to the nearest Kmart in the area. We rolled up with pride in the limo and parked the long, black car on the side of the store. I guess the limo driver was used to just waiting in the car while his patrons did whatever they had to do. But not that day! I told him to grab a cart and take one part of the store while I took the other. I'd pick the glasses and plates, while he could pick the silverware and trash cans. I'm sure that driver had no idea what his day would bring when he woke up that morning, but Kmart is ridiculously big. I needed to make the most of my day!

Along with shopping for Shaquille's house, I also organized and arranged our move from Texas to Florida, which involved enrolling the children in new schools and helping them get adapted to their different and much improved standard of living. To add to my joy, Shaquille gifted me with my first car in my own name. Who'd have thought I'd be in my mid-thirties before I'd own a car?

By far, the most important aspect of my son's first year was my decision to go on the road with him during the season. As a family, we'd all agreed that whenever Shaquille entered the league, I would head out on the road with him to make sure he settled in okay. This would be a huge sacrifice for us all, but we knew it was necessary. People to this day ask how the family, particularly my youngest children, handled my absence during that time. At the time, they ranged from twelve to fourteen years old. I tell them I couldn't have done it if Phil had not been such a great father. Also, my other children understood why I had to accompany Shaquille. I would have done exactly the same thing for them. My oldest child may have appeared to be this big, overpowering athlete who was able to conquer anything in his sight, but all I saw was my baby, and there was no way I was leaving him to fend for himself in that big new world. I'd met many a wolf in sheep's clothing during the recruiting process, and they scared me half to death. There was no telling what they'd do to my child.

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