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I wish I knew something about the Purim celebrations that my parents experienced during their childhood. They were both from observant families so it is hard to imagine that the holiday was not marked in some way. On top of which my mother’s aunt owned the bakery in Mogielnica. Did she prepare Hamantaschen or some […]
They are almost like characters in a book, these relatives that I have heard so much about but never had the opportunity to meet. The baker, the grocer, and the tanner. Yisroel (Isser) Gutman, my maternal grandfather, the one who I know the most about, owned a tannery in Mogielnica. Is it coincidence or […]
My father had a story to tell but unfortunately I was not ready to hear it when he was alive. I know that he was the youngest of seven children and that his father died shortly after my father was born. I don’t recall my father sharing many stories about his siblings, extended family or […]
We are weeks away from Passover and I am starting to feel the pressure. What is it about this holiday that brings out an obsession with cleanliness in a way that is totally and completely out of character? I approach the task with a vengeance, a virtual attack on that lurking piece of hametz that might […]
Travelling to New York City in February may not be ideal but there is this internal “tug” that draws us to visit “the children” no matter where they are. Of course, my children are no longer children, but adults. Yet, they still have birthdays and that is as good a reason as any to visit. Two of […]
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