I am the daughter of a businessman who dealt in electronics and was an honorary diplomat for France. I am the second child of a mother who worked at the Ateliers de Haute Couture in Paris-a block away from the Champs-Elys es. I am the younger sibling of a sister who has always considered France her home. Doesn't all of that make me French? But I am also the granddaughter of an Armenian woman who lost her entire family in World War I, and her husband...