I Was a 1970s CIA Brat
At the height of the Cold War, my father was a station chief for the Central Intelligence Agency. It was a front-row seat for the last gasp of the WASP spy.
I was born in Geneva, Switzerland, in 1960. My father was the CIA station chief there. I grew up in the 1970s, at the twilight of the Cold War in Washington, DC, living in a family of secrets. My parents were social people — WASPs at ease among the postwar elite. My life was house parties, […]