When my father was assassinated, I decided that I would not compete with his memory, but the priority would be to achieve his dream.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I would like to be forgotten. What's so good about being remembered?
I was 37 when my father died-and I no longer had any freedom of choice over what I would do with the rest of my life.
My dad sacrificed many things in life for me. He abandoned a very promising and lucrative career of an army officer just so that he could continue helping me with my chess and accompanying me to tournaments.
I have to say, creating memories is so important to me that I did a book about creating memories for your family.
I've given my life to the principle and the ideal of memory, and remembrance.
My earliest memories are of my father explaining to me the American Dream and how he expected me to do better than he did.
My father died prematurely at the age of 52 when I was 24, and it is a recurring regret that he never lived to see me succeed beyond university and drama.
I'd like to be remembered as someone that lived life by his own rules with no regrets.
My father wasn't too crazy about me. I loved him anyway. One of the things I regretted for a long time was that he died before he could see that he would be proud of me. I was actually more what he wished for than he thought.
One lives in the hope of becoming a memory.