Source: Andrew Rosenthal in the NYT
Dec 4, 2008
In 1963, my family returned to the United States after my father’s 13-year stint as a foreign correspondent for this newspaper. I was born in New Delhi and had lived in Austria, Poland, Switzerland and Japan. I was 7 years old and had spent a total of about a month in America.
Everything about this home I never knew was strange and fascinating, but nothing more than the music. I had a red plastic transistor radio on which I obsessively listened to the Beatles. I was also obsessed wi