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The Way We Were

The Way We Were

In my time, Chanukah gifts meant only a dime. It also meant potato latkes and a visit to grandma.


Wow, has Chanukah changed! In my day it was a thrifty, little holiday where kids received a few coins on each of the eight days. A thin silver dime was a pleasant surprise on the first night of the Holiday.

In my time – and we're talking the 1940s – Chanukah meant only a dime – maybe a quarter if you were a world-class kid. It also meant potato latkes, naturally; and a visit to grandparents and aunts.

We kids lined up in front of Great Aunt Dora – the mother of all grandmothers. The line ended at a deep armchair that Aunt Dora filled up nicely. She was old and large. And she smelled like her kitchen, whose walls were impregnated with 60 years of onion odors. When your parents pushed you into Aunt Dora's arms, you knew right away she was an olympic fryer of onions. And when you kissed her, you couldn't help thinking that she probably loved cold goose grease smeared on pumpernickel.

But on Chanukah it was worth it, because after the oniony hug, she pressed a coin into your little hand. She gazed steadily into your eyes and with her hands on yours, folded your finger around... a dime? A quarter? A half dollar? Who knew?

The protocol of the event called for you to answer her steady gaze with your own and not immediately examine your gift. (That was considered greedy.)

The bag beside her was full of coins – from nickels to silver dollars. Maybe, I thought, she rewarded the best huggers and kissers with silver dollars. And the shrinkers who only offered a light squeeze – trying to avoid all those onion fumes – earned only nickels. I was usually strong enough to squeeze a quarter out of the ordeal. My cousin, Arlene – a wily charmer who was manipulative enough to visit Aunt Dora the week before Chanukah – always scored a shiny silver dollar.

Besides visits to Aunt Dora, coins, and potato cakes, the holiday featured frequent re-telling of the feats of the Maccabees, the ragged Jewish army that ambushed the Syrian hordes of Antiochus in Judea's mountain passes. It was a glorious victory. It was one of our few victories.

The year, remember, was early '40s, pre-Israel. Jewish victories were as rare as those of the Washington Senators on the baseball field. In fact, as far as we kids understood history, the last time a Jewish army had won a war was the face-off with the Canaanites. And we didn't get full credit for that, because the Almighty, "with outstretched arm and mighty hand," marched at our side.

Besides, we heard our parents discussing the news from Germany and Poland. More humiliation. Chanukah reminded us that at least once, the Jewish team won a pennant. And Hank Greenberg's heroic feats with the Detroit Tigers confirmed that Jews could be athletes as well as accountants, physicists, and novelists (professions we considered inferior to that of first baseman for the Detroit Tigers).

So once a year we kissed Aunt Dora and feasted on applesauce-smothered potato latkes. In the living room, the adults talked about business, family, and Aunt Dora's ailments, while the music of frying latkes wafted from the kitchen.

Then, we all sat around the dining room table and dug into mounds of latkes. Aunt Dora, due to her age and silver dollars, always went first. And my wily cousin Arlene would obligingly help Aunt Dora cut up her latkes, thinking of next year's silver dollar, I'm sure.

October 29, 2002

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Visitor Comments: 2

(2) Sigal and Tali, November 29, 2002 12:00 AM

The story was nice and interesting

First of all,the story was great. It was very interesting and well written.We enjoyed reading this story because it was easy to read it and we understood every word (!)

(1) daya & yaniv, November 29, 2002 12:00 AM

it was nice and funny story!!!

the story was very interesting and funny. it was nice to hear abaut the perspactive of this man who just wanted the half a dollar of his aunt.

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