Theme Section: Wandering Jews
Modern exiles of an ancient people: Four personal accounts of those seeking safer ground
Project coordinator: Rachel Bachrach
IT was a place they called home, even if they were no longer wanted. Could they really leave their wealth behind, pack up an entire existence into a suitcase or rucksack, and close the door on life as they knew it for an unknown frontier? Yet even with a happy ending, the ache of displacement, the shock of abrupt and drastic change, stays imprinted on the soul. But isn’t that what Yidden have been doing since that first Exile?
(Originally featured in Mishpacha, Issue 922)
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