I'm Russian Jewish. And I had to grow up really quickly.
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I'm Jewish. Went to a Jewish school.
I am of Russian-Jewish distraction.
My mom's family is Russian Jewish, and my dad's Puerto Rico Catholic, so it's kind of a weird mix.
I really don't even think of myself as being Jewish except when I'm in Germany.
In my blood there is no Jewish blood. In their callous rage, all anti-Semites must hate me now as a Jew. For that reason I am a true Russian.
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.
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 dad was Jewish. My mom is not. So I was not raised anything.
I am Jewish, Italian, American, Catholic.
As I was growing up, you know, I'm a white Jewish American born to Holocaust parents. My father fled Nazi Germany in 1939 and my mother's family had fled the czars of Russia before that.