A Holiday Memory

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"One beautiful memory is going traveling to the neighboring town of Horodenka, my mother’s home place, for a Passover seder-- for a Passover meal. And the whole family, my mother’s family was there. My grandfather in a white silken robe as was customary, reclining on a pillow. All the children and grandchildren were there. My grandfather gave each child before the service a tiny little glass cup for wine. And I was so proud that I had my own wine glass. I recall just reading and the songs, I fell asleep long before it ended, but it was one of the happiest memories of my childhood."