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Meeting the Rebbe, Meeting Myself

In the spring of 1990, my always proactive grandmother, Zelda, was bargaining in Yiddish at the cash register of the local supermarket in Philadelphia for

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The Egypt of My Childhood

It’s been 30 years since my family left the former Soviet Union and arrived in the United States, leaving a world that felt familiar and

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