…is from Itche Goldberg, recently deceased at 102, and the editor of the one of the last Yiddish periodicals in the world, Yiddishe Kultur. The magazine has been in danger of closure for many years (and has now probably died with the death of its editor). But he always had hope that it could be saved:
“You get the impression that I’m full of fight? I’m not really. I might as well tell you: I only have two dreams. One dream is that someone will knock on the door and I will open it and they give me a check for $150,000 for the magazine. Second dream is that someone knocks at the door and I open it up and he gives me a corned beef sandwich.
Those are my only two dreams. I’m not asking for much. Really, I’m not. And I think they’re both reachable.”
What a delightful man he must have been.
I hope that, wherever he ends up, he gets all the corned beef sandwiches he wants.
Hmmm … I don’t have any corned beef in the house, but I do have some Montreal smoked meat (similar), and it’s nearing luncheon time. I think I know what I’m having for lunch.
suggestible? moi?
He certainly sounds like a charming man.