Tuesday, February 25, 2014
BACK IN THE JEWISH NEIGHBORHOOD
I remember very little as we moved to a different neighborhood when I was 3.
35 years later I'm living in Bom Fim again. It is different, but I still see familiar faces of old people who once pinched my cheeks as a little boy. I'm too shy to come close and say "I know you, but I don't know your name and you probably won't remember me". But these old familiar faces make me feel at home.