I suppose Galveston, Texas was very much akin to New York City when I was growing up. No, of course it wasn't nearly the same size, but it darned sure had ethnic and religious diversity. So in our neighborhood, in addition to plain old Christian Americans like most of us were, there were Greeks, Italians, Jews, Serbians, French and English. We all fit together pretty well. One of the great things that came from this diversity was that all of us were equally exposed to the others' languages, traditions and religious celebrations. That meant that we shared the food of our celebrations with the others. We also sprinkle our conversations with Yiddish, Greek, Italian and French words...words for which there are no really accurate English synonyms. I still do that today, favoring Yiddish...
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