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Sixteen years ago a young bride & groom, students at New York University, were hunting for a place to live in upper Manhattan. The landlady at one rooming-house tried to interest them by saying that she never took in Jews. She said the wrong thing. The alert, bright-eyed little groom was of pure Hebrew stock, born in Russia, educated in Palestine. His bride, also Jewish, said as they walked away: "If we ever have a son let us call him Yehudi [which in Hebrew means "a Jew"], and let him stand or...
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