Dad worked for General DeGaulle and Winston Churchill. Mom was OSS, Dad was Securite Nationale. They met on a battlefield in France in 1945. Her cover was US Army Nurse, Ambulance Driver. Dad was known by the French troops to be a government agent. Dad did not speak English, and never came to USA. Mom was encouraged to respect life (mine) by a deeply religious (Baptist) person who I call The Saint. He actually was named after a Saint. He held me at my Baptism at St. James Church (71st and Madison, NYC) and made sure I got confirmed by the Anglican Bishop of Lausanne (Switzerland). My biological father took me for several summers in France, Switzerland, and Austria.
Dad lived on Rue de Babylon, and he had a Villa at Cap D’Antibes. He Made His Living Playing Contract Bridge, Which Was a Thing in Europe in the 1940’s and 1950’s
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