I Am Not a Jewish Miracle

By Teri McGuire My first memory is the number tattooed on my grandfather’s arm. The first school I attended was the preschool at my home synagogue. The first time I traveled on a plane, I was flying with a group of 70 other young Jews to United Synagogue Youth (USY)’s International Convention. The first time I left the country, I was headed to learn about the history of my people—on a five-week journey to Poland and Is...

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