Bubby Locked Her Memories Away. One Passover Released Them.
‘I remember my father, before the war, hanging a matzo on the wall,’ my wife’s grandmother murmured, entranced. Suddenly, there sat a young Polish child.
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Bubby Locked Her Memories Away. One Passover Released Them.
‘I remember my father, before the war, hanging a matzo on the wall,’ my wife’s grandmother murmured, entranced. Suddenly, there sat a young Polish child.