My grandparents, whom I lived with for three years as a child, were the greatest influence on my life. My grandfather Shia Seicol had come to the U.S. from Russia. He had a great passion for America and an amazing love of country. In New Haven, Conn., where they lived, we were always going to parades. My grandfather and I would stand on the curb, and he'd be holding my hand; I could feel his hand breaking my fingers when the flag was coming by, and the martial music was playing. I'd look up into his face and see a tear.
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