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In my grandparents’ family boys didn’t thrive, somehow. The sons died as children, and when my father was born, Grandfather, to assure him a future – at least that was what he believed – took my father to some tzaddik, I don’t know which one, some miracle-worker. He blessed him and gave him another name: Dziadek [Pol.: Grandfather]. So that he would live to see his own grandchildren, so that he could be a grandfather.
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Emilia Leibel