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myself off to a small town in Normandy called Varangeville, a lovely little town on the Normandy coast. I did once go back to see it.

We lived there for maybe eight months or so and then we were shipped off--my mother, my sister and I went off and did go back to Wheeling for my one and only visit to Wheeling, West Virginia, where we spent two or three months one summer with my maternal grandfather, Hubbard. And I have very little recollections of that. We then went back to Capri for a very brief time and I think it was at that point that my parents decided to split, although they weren't divorced for quite a long time after that. The rest of my boyhood life consisted of living in a number of places, learning a number of languages, having very little schooling--

Not even tutors?

Well, we first went to Salzburg and we spent a couple of years in Salzburg.

This would be 1921-3?

I think that's about right. I tried to remember it. I talked to my sister about it the other day. I was about six so that would have been 1921. We spent about a year or so in Salzburg and in a little town called Zell Am Zee, where the most important recollection consisted of both of us getting whooping cough for which there was no cure particularly. I don't mean that it was fatal but you just whooped and whooped. And we were extremely unpopular given