Both of Linda’s parents were born in Europe. Lester, Linda’s father was born in a little country town in Austria. Lester was an intensely sweet man. If you met him on the street he would be sure to send you off with a little word of wisdom, like a benediction. Lacy, as those who loved him , called him, spent WWII in Shanghai. Linda’s mother, Herta, grew up in Berlin. She is worldly and sophisticated and has a great raunchy sense of humor. Herta is over 90 and she sends me really dirty jokes by email. If you have ever gotten a forward of a really dirty joke from me, I probably got it from Herta. Herta is a smart cookie. when we were both serving on my synagogue board I usually would find out Herta’s opinions on serious matters before voting. Even if I didn’t agree with her, she always had an important to conscider point of view. Herta too spent the war in Shanghai. Herta and Lacy didn’t meet until they both arrived in New York after the wa...
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