When did it occur to me that tonight is Christmas? So much going on around here I only had time to breathe at 10 and only then realized it’s time to hang up my stocking. Santa’ll never have time to fill it. Well, Season’s Greetings and all that any way.
We were busy with an evening of Yiddish poetry – from Sutzkever to me. I only wish Sutzkever could be there, but he’s not in great shape now so only his daughter made it. But there was Rivka Bassman and Moshe Lempster and many more from here and abroad. The festival will go on for 2 more days in the municipal library. Longer than Christmas.
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