My mother. How we miss this mountain of a woman that her ascendant children and theirs are still climbing. She loved Dr. MLK Jr. because he represented what her father always referred to as a ‘mensch.’ And so we were raised to love peace, accept all peoples and to understand that the antisemites were very sick people whose weakness made them act out with brutality. She loved life times 12, for all her family lost, made a life of helping others as her parents had taught and danced joyously at every wedding and bar mitzvah until she was 90. Because of her, I am a poet. Because of my father, I am a historian. Because of both, I am a teacher.
Shalom / salaam / peace

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