My father, after the war, was given the job of advising the army on Jewish displaced persons in Germany. So he went back to Germany. He went to Germany to do this job, and my brother and sister went with him. My brother had the first bar mitzvah in... in Europe after the war. His bar mitzvah was a big event, a very important event. All these displaced people, Jewish displaced people, came through and some concentration victims and so on. It was a powerful thing.

But my parents decided I had a year to go in high school, it would be better if I did not disrupt my high school work, so I stayed living with relatives in a brownstone house near my school. I was pretty much on my own, and I suppose I could have gotten into a lot of trouble, but I had things to do. I mean I was playing the trumpet and I was writing my things and playing my sports and I really had lots of things to do and I didn't really feel like getting into trouble. And I wasn't… and I could have got into trouble, I'm sure, but didn't.