The Rabbi of Lud
Stanley Elkin
1987
[…] There I am, a kid in Chicago. Not from a particularly religious family. On top of the world, in the middle of the middle class. Ten years old and an only child. The war over half a decade and the good guys winners. Absolutely content. Not looking for trouble—and where could I find it if I was?—and coming into consciousness postwar. This is the…
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