My childhood in Arlington, Va., a middle class suburb of Washington, was uneventful. Ours was a very intellectual family, and we were encouraged to read at a very early age.
I was always really smart in school. My whole family is smart. We have 'Jeopardy' challenges and have Scrabble tournaments.
I come from a very la-ti-da East Coast intellectual family - or so they think.
I come from a really lovely, really smart family where the only stress was money and employment.
I always read all these books about the slaves. My mother is very educated. My father would talk to us like we were grown men. We never knew what he was talking about half the time.
My parents were reasoned and deep thinkers. My dad is an intellectual and a literary man.
I came from an intellectual family. Most were doctors, preachers, teachers, businessmen. My grandfather was a small businessman. His father was an abolitionist doctor, and his father was an immigrant from Germany.
I came from an intellectual Parisian family. My father was a watchmaker; my mother was a housewife. We discussed politics, art, sculpture - never fashion.
I don't come from an intellectual family.
In my family, there was no celebration of ignorance. They'd come and see Chekhov or Shakespeare. I've got a sister who got a first in her degree. We don't sit around watching TV all the time.
