Tag: Isadore
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The Goldstein’s of Terespol
Because my family left New York when my mother was pregnant with me, in late summer 1951, I didn’t get to know my grandparents well. We made more-or-less annual treks back to Brooklyn, usually for Passover, sometimes in the summer. Those were twelve-hour car trips which we did in one day, stopping at a roadside […]