Now I'm the father of three children; I'm not able to go live on a bus and do semesters around the country like I did when I was young.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I started life in a poor family and could not even afford a proper tertiary education.
I was only fifteen when I finished my high-school studies, always having held first rank in my class. The fatigue of growth and study compelled me to take almost a year's rest in the country. I then returned to my father in Warsaw, hoping to teach in the free schools.
My father was the child of academics and was probably destined to become an academic himself but vetoed that idea. Bailed, dropped out of graduate school and just went to work for an insurance company. But the house was full of books and music and all of that.
Now, I have a kid, I have businesses to take care of, I have to travel. I have to sit down... and find a little time for me.
I was a single dad in New York City, raising a child and pursuing a career.
I was the only kid out of six of us to go to college, primarily because my parents could not afford it.
Once I took a bus from my home in Maryland to Philadelphia to live on the streets with some musicians for a few weeks, and then my parents sent me to boarding school at Andover to shape me up.
I knew I wanted considerable education so that I wouldn't have to work as hard as my parents.
Sounds so silly, but I want to accomplish getting my kids through college.
I grew up in a home and in a world in which you can do anything. We were all expected to go to college. My father was a doctor.