Culturally, I’ll always be Jewish. My anxiety a daily reminder, though well worth the rights to the jokes. Culturally, I’m also White. I’m first generation White. I’m the first in my family to walk around thinking that I’m White before thinking I’m Jewish. My mother was denied jobs because of her last name. That’s not been my story.
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Photo courtesy of the Barbara Gottlieb Collection. From left: Cousin Stacey, Grandpa Murray, Cousin Aaron (on his Bar Mitzvah day), me, Uncle Tony, Dad (John)