“You’re Yiddish, aren’t you?” the tall Norwegian man said as he peered down at me. That was how I met Markus Rotvold, an older gentleman who spoke excellent English, as […]
“You’re Yiddish, aren’t you?” the tall Norwegian man said as he peered down at me. That was how I met Markus Rotvold, an older gentleman who spoke excellent English, as […]