I left Princeton, but I graduated Harvard, in 1952.

There are many things I’ve written that I didn’t really understand until a long time later.

Music had been my first love among the arts, and I was fascinated by it, as I still am.

And I finished college because I thought how much it would upset my parents if I didnt.

I was stationed in Norfolk, Virginia, for a while, about which the less said the better, and then I was in the Mediterranean, about which the more said the better.

And then, when I left Princeton in the middle of my sophomore year, I went into the navy.

I graduated in 1952 and went to Europe, with Niki and our first child Laura, who was then a year old.