When I think of student, it's all very uncomfortable, because I was put in the slow group, away from my friends, maybe second grade. I always felt that in some ways I'm probably the smartest guy here, but this was a blow to me. I couldn't understand why I was put back - or put into the slow group. I wasn't being put back. Looking back on it, I had what might be called learning disability, but nobody knew that term in those days. I had to go through that on my own, partly when my mother was in England. I remember trouble in school. Not trouble. Just - because the music teacher knew that I was musical. I was good in math. My trouble was maybe in spelling.