Both My Parents Were Spies. Mom for USA, Dad for France. They both worked in France During WW II.

She drove an ambulance. He killed Nazis. She was OSS, he was Securite. He de-railed trains too and got Legion D’Honneur. He ended up as an author, painter, and bridge player. She ended up as an author, photographer, and socialite.

He never spoke English or visited USA. I knew him in Paris, Switzerland, Cannes, Cap D’Antibes and Austria.

The Saint had to talk my mother into having me. He rescued her and me. He made sure I got the same education as his own children. He picked up another man’s tab after the war. My dad, a French spy, never spoke a word of English. Never came to USA. Was Chevalier of the Legion of Honor and a rated bridge player. I saw him play bridge and win whole table tops covered with 1000 franc bills. He had a villa on the Cote D’Azure. He loved to paint, and took his paints with him everywhere.