My grandparents’ teenage romance continues in this chapter (click for Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 6, Part 7).
*This is not an error; I included the top of the next page in order to finish a paragraph and to leave you, Beautiful People, in suspense. The synagogue story will continue next week.
11. Mazel Tov – Congratulations (lit. Good Luck)
12. Yizkor – prayer in commemoration of the dead, recited on the last days of the Three Festivals and on Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement (lit. He shall remember…)
13. NEP (New Economic Policy) – a system of privatization introduced by Lenin in 1922 to help boost the fledgling soviet economy.
14. Oistrakh, David – world-famous violinist who was born in Odessa and who started out as a childhood prodigy. His name became synonymous with the notion of a “wunderkind.”
15. Nikeyveh – prostitute.
Whenever I hear this beautiful song, I can’t help but think about my grandparents who were just as much in love with each other 59 years later, as on the day of their wedding.
The next course coming to the holiday table is soup:
https://koolkosherkitchen.wordpress.com/2016/09/28/yukh-a-one-eyed-soup
https://koolkosherkitchen.wordpress.com/2016/09/28/lets-play-ball
Enjoy!
May we who have freedom of worship never take it for granted.
Your grandparents’ love story is very beautiful.
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Thank you so much for your understanding and compassion, dear Mimi!
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A love story in the context of cultural history.
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Thank you so much for stopping by, Derrick
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Love the Love-story too, but your way explaining the recipes and introducing into health cooking is unbelievable wonderful. Thank you so much, Dolly! Best wishes, MIchael
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Thank you so much for your kind words, Michael. Have a wonderful weekend!
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Thank you for sharing the beautiful story of your grandparents. ❤
The story of the synagogue is equally powerful. My parents and grandparents emigrated to this country in the aftermath of WWII. But we had family behind the Iron Curtain for many years. At the holidays, my grandmother would put together "care" packages.
We always included a box of Lipton's chicken soup because it was light to ship. But I remember my grandmother's own chicken soup w/ the neckbone, heart, and, stomach included. A sweet memory.
Love,
Anna
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Ah, dear Anna, here I have to buy those “pipiklach” (neckbones, hearts, and stomachs) separately, and they are so difficult to come by! They make the soup tastier, or so we believed. I am glad my story has elicited warm memories, dear friend.
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Ohhh I love how you use ingredients of happiness and love in what you share too!!! Thanks so much Dolly! ❤️💕❤️💕❤️💕
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Thank you so much for your LOVEly comment, dear Yeka!
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Aww with much LOVE, dear Dolly! ❤️💜💚💛💙❤️💜💚💛💙
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🥰❤️😘
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A treasure!💕👍
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Thank you, dear Anna!
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This portion of your story just had me seething. The unfairness of it all and the smugness of those in power. Reminds me a bit of present conditions in the U.S. I just had my poem “We Have Met the Enemy and it is Us” printed in the Ojo del Lago and they used it as the headliner in their Facebook page. All of the commenters so far have been Trump supporters who call me dangerous and unintelligent for publishing untrue facts about the U.S. This was a small act compared to what you must have faced, but of course, it is our own experience that makes us sensitive to the unfairnesses visited upon others.
Here is a link to their page. You have to click on comments and further comments to see their comments.
https://www.facebook.com/elojo.dellago/ (This poem was also published in my blog.)
I continue to be rapt re/ your story of your grandparents. Imagine seeing a girl once and picking her out to spend your life with. And imagine it working out so well. Keep talking, Dolly.
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Thank you so much, dear Judy, for your understanding and compassion. Please realize that in those situations of arranged marriages girls always had the right to refuse the proposed match. My grandmother claimed that she recognized her “bashert” at first sight, so it never occurred to her to exercise this right. Also Reb Josef, her father, was quite an innovator in his own right, as he actually offered my grandfather a choice, rather than insisting that his daughters should be married off in order of seniority, as it was customary.
I did see your poem in the blog, thank you.
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ONE-EYED SOUP? IN THE MIDST OF A LOVE STORY? MUST BE GOOD SOUP! 😀
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Thank you so ,much for reblogging and commenting, Jonathan.
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MY PLEASURE!
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Thank you for linking to my posts, dear friend!
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Did I miss page 59? Kept looking for it and couldn’t find it 😭
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Is it out of order? I’ll go check!
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Thanks, Dolly–I now see p.59! 🙌
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I am glad you have found it, darling and you are way ahead of me – I just repeated Part 3. Thank you so much for your interest!
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I had to read each of them again as I think I missed some last time (WAS busy, lol). Dolly, my computer wouldn’t register my ‘likes’ to other posts when I read it from the original website (ie, when I’ve been transported from the Reader through a link)–but please know that I very, very much like them all!!
A sweet new year to you! 🍏🍎🍯🐟 🐱
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I thank you so very much, darling! Your interest and your support are precious to me.
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Cant read often enough the story of your grandparents, Dolly! This is so wonderful. Thank you for sharing, Michael
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Thank you so much, Michael! All the credit for sharing belongs to my son who translated it into English. Originally it had been published in Russian.
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Thank you to him, very much. Gosh, the Russian language is wonderful, but i stopped with reading the cyrillic signs.Dont remember how i could memorize Hebrew in the past.
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Hebrew is easy, Michael. It is a phonetic language – what you see is what you say, and what you say is what you write. Much easier than German or even English.
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