I was born at a very young age in the Flatbush section of Brooklyn, N.Y., the son of an Italian fireman and an Irish colleen from Lowell, Mass. I spent summers playing stickball and going to Ebbets Field and the rest of the year in Good Shepherd grammar school and with the saintly Christian Brothers at St. Augustine Diocesan High School. In those days one could graduate from high school on Feb. 1, which I did, and when my father announced he was retiring and moving us to Los Angeles, I worked on Wall Street until June, when my sister finished her semester at St. Brendan's High School. Although...