I asked my aunt if she could remember something, any little thing that she, her mother and brother did together that was fun.
When my mother died a few years ago, my aunt sent me an email.
My father died 6 months later, and years later, I found out that my mother never told his sister or his mother he was sick.
My family used to celebrate both Chanukah and Christmas because my father was Jewish, and my mother was not.
When I was maybe six years old, my father introduced me to Nathan’s.