Big old bracelets, Swiss makes, rings, cuff-links, a few smallish diamonds: Berel Birnbaum carried them in his suitcase when he drove through the dusty, cattle-trodden villages of the Pampas. His customers were always glad to see him.
After 11 hard years of working in the United States from the tender age of sixteen to twenty-seven, Marta received a very important birthday wish come true. She had succeeded in emancipating her family from Castro’s Cuba.
My grandmother had ‘spells’. That’s what they called the fainting that could occur at any time. My father and some others thought she put it on, seeking sympathy, the attention that the spells could be counted on to provide.