I forgot to add that my uncle was a French Jew. His family escaped and was very successful in the US, but they never forgot the traitorous actions of some in their home country.
My aunt married a very sucessfull Jew from New York after the war while my grandfather was a very sucessfull pilot of the Luftwaffe (Wehrmacht) in WWII. Today I have a jewish part of my family in the US and Israel, an French part in Paris (one of my uncles went to Paris and married a beautiful French wife) and last but not least my own family here in Germany. You see - fate can be a strange bird and I am sitting between all chairs.
My personal experience concerning my family is that all members of "my tribe" do not differ very much from each other. We might have different professions but we are all very good in the things we are doing and we have a strong interest of each other. No matter if we live in New York or in Paris.
The family of my uncle in New York originally came from the Minsk area. All remaining 44 members disappeared during the war and the holocaust. His parents were able to escape in the right time.
My granddad was a member of the German airforce since 1934 and served as a flight instructor until 1944. He was originally too important to be "burned" at the front. That changed when the tactical situation of Germany turned into hopelessness. Between 1944 and 1945 my granddad shot down quite a few US-bombers (and also machines from the UK) over Germany with his Focke-Wulf and left a real mountain of American corpses. After the war, when he found out that he fought for the wrong side he was filled with bitter sorrow over the mess he had arranged (although he did it in purely defensive missions). The life of a fallen young man will never come back and all who have a heart beating in their chest will feel the mourning and the tears of the poor mothers.
As I said - I am sitting between all chairs, but there is nothing that I hate more than real nazis.