I learned a lot in those first years in Miami, while struggling just for survival, by observing my father's fortitude.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My work ethic I learned at Miami High, and I have taken that with me.
My dad was a longshoreman in the Port of Miami. Tough job. I worked down there in the summer once. One day. Never again. My dad was a no-nonsense guy. As a kid, I hated his rules, but as a man, I understand what he was teaching. He taught me you have to work hard for everything you get.
I had learned something of Miami from people who had visited there, so I knew what to expect.
My grandfather learned to swim in the Navy by getting thrown off a boat into the ocean. He had to learn fast. And I think I learn pretty well under pressure.
My father made sure that I had lots of levels of education - from ballroom-dancing to painting, commando training, theatre and magic.
My dad taught me everything. It's been fun walking in his footsteps. He played for his whole life and traveled the country and had a great career. He taught me everything about life and playing golf and how to act. Just everything. I learned so much from him and those days hanging around the driving range.
In such an environment, I was able to study things that could be of immediate usefulness to the world. That learning experience undoubtedly served me well when I eventually entered the work force.
I was raised in New York and then moved to Miami in my teenage years, returning to New York later on.
My father is a chemist, my mother was a homemaker. My parents instilled in us the feeling that learning was the most exciting thing that could happen to you, and it never ends.
I always felt I needed to teach to survive.
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