My Memoirs

Jewish children grow up quickly. If only their bodies ripened as quickly as their hearts and minds! Were this an artist’s crayon in my hand instead of a pen, I would draw the following caricature of how I looked as a boy: small and wiry, with arms and legs like sticks, a big head, not much of a forehead, and great, aching, questioning eyes.

I would…

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