Childhood memories of a sun-kissed Israel
By Rabbi Ben Kamin ENCINITAS, California — When we children were living there some fifty years ago, it was still morning in Israel. There was no West Bank, no Gaza (they were occupied by Jordan and Egypt, respectively) and our elders, teachers, milkmen, booksellers, and postal workers were very often the still-tattooed survivors of Treblinka,
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