Passover Means Remembering I’m a Jew

Aside from when they snipped off the end of my penis on my 8th day of life (something I still won’t forgive them for), my 6-month intense study for my “instant Bar Mitzvah”, and the tattooed long number on my Uncle Fishle’s right arm, I forget I’m Jewish.  I even resent it sometimes, particularly when …

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