Rashid Johnson Quotes

And I come here as a daughter, raised on the South Side of Chicago - by a father who was a blue-collar city worker and a mother who stayed at home with my brother and me.

I grew up in Chicago, IL. I've got three siblings.

I was born in 1943 and raised in the Bronx, in a high rise apartment complex known as Parkchester, the only child of Max, an accountant who worked in the garment district in Manhattan, and Rose, an elementary school teacher.

I was born February 20, 1937 in Munchen as the first child of Sebastian and Helene Huber.

My dad was in the army. World War II. He got his college education from the army. After World War II he became an insurance salesman. Really, I didn't know my dad very well. He and my mother split up after the war. I was raised by my maternal grandmother and grandfather, and by my mother.

I was born in Boston, Massachusetts on May 16, 1923, the only child of Joel and Sylvia Miller.

Man, I grew up like everybody else. Middle-low income family. My parents got divorced like most of the rest of the country.

I was born in Akron, Ohio, on June 6, 1943, one year to the day before D-Day, the allied invasion at Normandy. The youngest of four children, I was brought up in a wonderfully stable, loving family of strong Midwestern values.

When I was little, I grew up in a place called Hertfordshire, which is just near London, but out in the country, and I visited Pakistan in the summers to go and see my family on my dad's side.

My mother and my father divorced during the time that my father was getting his Ph.D. at Tulane.

I was born in Abbott, Texas, a little small town in central Texas, and I was raised by my grandparents. And my parents divorced when I was six months old, and my grandparents raised me.

I came from a divorced mother and father, obviously mixed race.

The man who bears my name, and who claims to be me, was born on July 15, 1865, the sixth in a family of seven. He was an ugly child, and remained ugly till his eighteenth year, when his looks gradually improved.

My parents were divorced by the time I was even conscious - like, I don't remember them ever being together.

I was born in New Jersey but grew up mostly in Florida. My dad died when I was 8.

My father had a lot of allergies, and he just didn't like the cold of Chicago, and his father - his parents had broken up when he was young, and his father had lived in Pasadena for a while, and he kind of fell in love with Southern California.

My parents were divorced when I was 2, so I don't remember much about them being together.

I grew up in Southampton. My mum was a shop assistant; my dad was a carpenter. They broke up when I was eight.

I grew up in a town called Subang Jaya, and made a lot of friends from around Kuala Lumpur.

I've had an incredible upbringing, but it was quite chaotic.

My family was extremely progressive. My parents had a love marriage, but they separated when I was two years old. I moved to Delhi with my mom, who got involved with the family business.

I grew up in a city - it's called Lawrence, Massachusetts. It's about half an hour north of Boston. When my parents got divorced, I moved to New Hampshire because my father worked up there.

My mom eventually got out to Oxnard and started a produce company and was in the strawberry business. My pops was out of the picture by the time I was 7.

I grew up in St Louis, just with my mom.

I was an only child, eventually.