As many Canadian readers know, I’m not the only journalist in my family: my mother Barbara is a popular weekly columnist at a Toronto-based daily newspaper called the National Post. But what no one knows is that my family tree boasts two other journalists, father and son, both of whom had more interesting careers than either me or my mother.

Mi primo, el periodista

Un viaje por el camino de los recuerdos con un periodista mexicano-americano que pasó de escribir pies de foto para imágenes de pin-ups en un tabloide, en su adolescencia, a dirigir las operaciones digitales de Univisión.

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By way of explanation, a few paragraphs of family background are in order.

My father Ronald (now better known in Montreal’s finer delis as “Ronny”) grew up in China, the only child of Arthur and Marika Kupitsky—Jews who’d fled Russia’s murderous pogroms only to face new terrors following Japan’s invasion of Manchuria. After World War II, the three of them escaped to Canada, where they built a new life—one that would eventually include me and my younger sister Joanne.