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My dad was Jewish. My mom is not. So I was not raised anything.

My father was ethnically Jewish, but his family converted to Catholicism.

My mother told me once that she and my father agreed that I would not be brought up Jewish in Chicago. She had me going to a Methodist church.

I was one of two Jewish kids in my school. We were probably one of two Jewish families in our town.

I was raised Jewish and bar mitzvahed.

Until he lost all his money, my father was a successful north London Jewish businessman. He was unusual among his immediate family in that he was enormously cultured and had an incredible library.

My dad grew up in a working-class Jewish neighbourhood, and I got a scholarship from my dad's union to go to college. I went there to get an education, not as an extension of privilege.

I had a Jewish grandfather. We managed to hide this fact from the authorities by falsifying documents, my father and I. His father was Jewish, but because my father was an illegitimate child, it was rather easy to pretend that his father was unknown.

I just went to Hebrew school, had a bar mitzvah. No crazy weird Jewish cult.

My father was a Jewish immigrant who settled in Argentina and was left to his own devices at the age of 15. My mother was a teacher, herself the daughter of a poor immigrant family.