It is 1:29 in the morning, and I am thinking about
my father. We didn't have a good relationship.
Actually I think of him more often lately than ever
before. Is it because I play so much German music
on my radio shows? Probably yes.
I have mentioned on the air that my mother was a
Russian immigrant. She and her other four
siblings came here from Romania.
I never mention him.
Whenever I am asked what my heritage is, I say, American.
I was born in Brooklyn, New York. And, my mom
was of Russian/Romanian decent.
I never mention the fact that my father was a German
immigrant. He was born in 1917. My mother 1916.
That makes me a 'baby boomer'. It also makes me half
Russian/Romanian and half German.
Maybe that's why I've made numerous German friendships
from childhood up to the present.
Because it is late, I promise I will delve further into this
complex story.
Zu fortgesetzt werden.
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