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I belong to that peculiar generation of Jews who have the duty to speak Yiddish, my mother tongue, in a tongue at once familiar and “foreign”—French. Though Yiddish is still used as a vernacular…
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Myriam Anissimov
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Paris, France
Date:
1995
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The Street was my father’s life. He was a commission merchant in Washington Market, contracting for crops from farmers in Florida, Georgia, the Carolinas, California, Texas, and just about everywhere…
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Mimi Sheraton
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1979
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[…] On my first research trip to France as a professional scholar in the summer of 1982, I set out to find the only fascist intellectual discussed in my dissertation who was still alive; his name was…
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Alice Kaplan
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New Haven, United States of America
Date:
1993
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Egyptian Jewish American author André Aciman describes celebrating his last Seder in Egypt with his bags packed to leave his homeland for good.
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André Aciman
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1994
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I’d known right away that I’d dressed all wrong for the interview, and I sensed even this early that it was becoming a formality. I’d prepared myself to play it in Jack Carter’s cool way. But the imp…
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Ted Solotaroff
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New York, United States of America
Date:
1998
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The Moshava of Pardes-Hannah is the place I come from, but since I left it, my eyes have been turned away from it, as if I couldn’t look at it. Until I went to the army, the Moshava was a whole place…
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Ariel Hirschfeld
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Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
2000
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[…] I made the mistake of stopping in for Sabbath services. Dutifully I tried praying but was distracted by the dance of light reflecting from people’s wedding rings on the walls. When everyone stood…
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Daniel Asa Rose
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New York, United States of America
Date:
2000
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The parting was not long in coming. My father died two months before I turned six.
To this day, I go to him at difficult times. Mostly to complain that he abandoned me. The handful of memories that he…
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Shimon Sandbank
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Jerusalem, Israel
Date:
2004
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I have a lovely period photo, sepia coloured, with all the characters in a row, and their gentle trusting faces, photograph faces that nobody ever looks at now. They are the shifbrider, the ship…
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Margo Glantz
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Mexico City, Mexico
Date:
1981
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At the end of King George Boulevard stood a tall building with two black, cavernous entrances. It served as a brothel, first for Arabs and later for Allied troops. When passing in front of this…
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Dan Vittorio Segre
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1985