“Did you hate him for it?”
“No, not really. I resented him for the way he looked at being an American. He felt that people would hate him because he was Jewish, and he chose to isolate himself from the anti-Semitism by hiding in his community. I refused to live that way. I wanted to become an American, and if people chose to hate me because I was a Jew, fine. I wouldn’t be hiding in a Jewish ghetto. I'd compete and beat them at their own game, so to speak.”
He sighed before continuing. “You know Helen, my father was not exactly wrong in what he was trying to tell me. I think in his way he was trying to protect me. He was right in many ways. The streets here aren’t really paved with gold. Even though this is America, a nation of immigrants, and Lady Liberty welcomes us with open arms, the
