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“You bought a motorcycle?!” I look down incredulously at Leah Bogatz and laugh out loud
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I begged Allan to exit the highway and retrace our steps. This is not as easy a feat as it seems
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My parents have a baby grand piano for this purpose. I have ugly cabinets
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I wasn’t sure how my appearance would go over with the old crowd. I was certain that my new style would trigger confrontational questions, maybe even mockery
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Add good food, company, and a story retold for generations, and you have the scene set for the tale of Zeidy z”l and the walnut
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Year after year, as this scene repeated itself, a piece of my heart would crack. And then, lonely despite the small hands in mine, I’d start the short walk home