My grandfather was a Russian-Jewish immigrant who lived in Northern Ireland and apparently when he sang in the synagogue he made everyone cry.
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My father was ethnically Jewish, but his family converted to Catholicism.
I came to a happy Jewish family in dark days in Europe.
My family is from Russia and Poland. We never had that thing with the German Jews.
I remember as a kid being asked if I was Jewish or Irish. I said, like the glib little 15-year-old I was, 'You can be both.' Feeling very pleased with myself. Before they smacked me.
I cried to my mother that I wanted to go to Hebrew school; I wanted Jewish friends. But when my mother took me, the kids there all knew each other, and somehow I was even more of an outcast.
I'm Russian Jewish. And I had to grow up really quickly.
As my name might suggest, I'm Jewish. My grandparents were Polish and Russian Jews who came to Australia in the late 1920s, and had they not, we wouldn't be talking now.
My parents came to the United States in the early years of this century as part of a wave of Russian Jewish immigrants seeking freedom and opportunity in the New World.
My music is really about people connecting with their identities, even if they aren't Jewish.
My father belonged to a Jewish social club.
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