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On Saturdays, and on unusually busy days when my father could not take the time to come home to the noon dinner, it became my duty to take his midday meal down to him, very carefully packed in a large…
The summer I was fifteen years old—just before my senior year in high school, for I had skipped grades—a new thing under the sun appeared in Brooklyn. Contact lenses. My parents made inquiries…
What is this Jewish Prague that is so much talked about here? We don’t know it in a way that would allow us to define it or draw its image. But we know that it is a reality that lives in us and has an…