My family has something of a special relationship with confidence tricks: my grandfather was a professional swindler.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
My great-grandfather was a man of great vision, drive, and native intelligence, with some human flaws amplified by limited education, limited social range, and questionable influence from some of his advisers.
I never talk much about my family, but my grandfather was friendly with these guys, with magicians and ventriloquists on the highest levels, and I was just... interested.
I've always tried to fit what I do professionally into my family, rather than the other way around.
My father's work is rather mysterious, not much said, and my grandfather's is robust, bursting off the walls.
My family believed I could do no wrong. That's probably why I have utter confidence in myself even when I shouldn't have.
It's hard not to be impressed by my older relatives.
I have derived enormous confidence from being a husband and father.
I've learned that a family can have little glitches without being labeled dysfunctional.
My paternal grandfather Rustom Mehta had a huge influence on me because of his ethics and his values.
My dad is a Jack Nicholson lookalike and a frustrated performer, my mother's into reading and poetry. I suppose the thing I owe them most is my confidence.