|Wearing my grandmother's amber pin|
while embracing fabulous cousin Anat
at her family home in Jerusalem's Pisgat Ze'ev neighborhood
In his recent email, Vienna-based world traveler Stefan wrote, "We are on the way to Denmark on Sunday," to which I replied, "I have a magnificent amber pin (photo attached) that my maternal grandfather gave my grandmother when they lived in Copenhagen."
On Nov 11, 2007, at 1:57 PM, Stefan Schaden wrote:
Great amber pin! :)) Go and see Copenhagen (if you did not)! Wonderful city, modern, progressive. I can easily imagine living there! So interesting your cosmopolitan family [SNIP].
First snow in Vienna this morning, by now everything is gone, but you have pics attached.
Stefan (who guest-blogged an Urgent Message on Austria's "sick people") wrote, "interesting your cosmopolitan family!" Yet I consider him family, too. While bloodline is one way to be family, and marriage confers family status, we also have family of choice: the one we populate with people we claim and who claim us.
On Nov 11, 2007, at 5:39 PM, Tamar Orvell wrote:
After I visit you in Vienna (this year?) and when you move to Copenhagen, I will visit you there, too. Your snow report reminds me of snows we trudged through together in Jerusalem.
|Stefan and I trudged through Hulda Hanevi-ah Street|
and others in Jerusalem's Musrara neighborhood
|Snow formed down quilts|
blanketing roofs, balconies, and wrought-iron work
|In the central-heat-free stone residence, I wondered, |
"What about Stefan's pate? Will it freeze?"