The Mothership Called Me Home

It was the thrill of a lifetime to represent 3GNY - Descendants of Holocaust Survivors with a Zaidy's War book talk at the Holocaust Memorial Committee's Purim Brunch in the Manhattan Beach Jewish Center in my old Brooklyn hometown.

What a great, big, attentive, friendly, engaged crowd who gave me full props for doing my Russian research properly. If ever there was a proving ground for the Soviet facts of Zaidy's story, this was certainly it, and I passed the test.

Also present were several notable Brooklyn council- and assembly-members, one of whom chased me down to ask me if I would do talks at political functions around the borough.

Uh, yes! And I'll name him if he comes through for me. 🙂

P.S. The gentleman to my left is Moshe - the Octogenarian DJ - with whom I chatted in Yiddish, and who taught me how to say, "Good afternoon! Thank you for having me." in Russian. He interrupted me to declare, "He learning very fest!" The audience loved it.

Photo Credit: Yana Toyber (who, thankfully did not capture the moment I tripped over the mic stand and nearly went sprawling - which induced a louder gasp than some of the wild details of Zaidy’s story).