I was always jealous of people who could trace their ancestry back hundreds of years. Way before the internet or Ancestry.com, I was going to the state and national archives, poring over microfilm and microfiche, trying to chronicle my own past, to get a sense of my place in history.
I’m what is known affectionately as a matzoh-pizza — one of the best co…
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