And then in 1956 or 1957 my family went over to Europe and I moved over with them, and immediately people in Europe thought my perspective on that issue was 100% correct.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
In 1958, I decided that I was going to live in Europe permanently. So in 1959 I moved to Lugano, Switzerland.
Most of my father's life consisted of traveling to almost every part of Europe.
I have a European frame of mind and Europe is my home.
Both of my parents were first-generation Americans, the children of Jews who left Eastern Europe around the turn of the century.
My family history, like that of many Polish, German and Jewish families from Central Europe in the 20th century, is complex.
My family's from Eastern Europe.
My life is European.
My parents separated soon after I was born, so I left Helsinki when I was a year old. My mother took me to Paris and then other places throughout Western Europe.
Well, I first started going to Europe in the late '70s.
My mother's family didn't speak much about Europe: My mother was born in 1935, and her new-world parents were the sort who didn't want to worry their children about the war.