My father, who grew up picking olives on the Greek island of Lesbos, was a doctor. So my family expected me to become a physician.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My dad was a doctor and surgeon. He was the fifth generation of his family to become a doctor.
My father was a doctor.
My parents had chosen the medical profession for me. I even studied a few semesters at St Xavier's College, but at the back of my mind, I always wanted to be a musician like my father.
My dad was a surgeon in Egypt. He was a general surgeon. As a little boy I always admired what he was doing, and I wanted to do surgery.
Both my parents are doctors, so from the time I was a child, I wanted to do medicine.
I wanted to be a surgeon, possibly influenced by the qualities of our family doctor who cared for our childhood ailments.
I'm from a family of doctors, and I think they really wanted me to be a doctor. I even sort of assumed I would be a doctor.
Certainly when I got to medical school, I had role models of the kind of physicians I wanted to be. I had an uncle who, looking back, was probably not the most-educated physician around, but he carried it off so well.
My father wanted me to be a pharmacist like himself. He had been a doctor, but he no longer believed in medicine; so he became a pharmacist, but he believed in that hardly more.
My father was a doctor, and I admired him and got along well with him. He took me with him on house calls. We were living in Flushing, which was then a sleepy village of 25,000 - before the subway got there. I've been sure I wanted to be a doctor since I was about 12.