Last night Eddie and I had the honor and pleasure of celebrating Passover with old friends (who are like family). At one point during the Seder, it became clear to me just how fortunate we are to have created our own "family" in Kansas City, because when we moved here 32 years ago, we knew no one.
I was also struck by that the fact that among the 17 people seated around the table, there were three Holocaust survivors. How lucky I have been to have Ann, Isak and Sonia in my life all these years. They have inspired me and taught me so much about the goodness and sweetness of life.
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