we could see what he looked like! My first erotic desires were aroused by the illustration of the dark-haired ""Jewess"" Rebecca. (I can still picture her and have searched for a copy of the Classic Comic at flea markets from coast to coast to relive my unrequited adolescent lu...
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who we called Itchie. It had nothing to do with any skin condition. One day my Uncle Itchie took me to a Brooklyn Dodger baseball game that got rained out half way through. We ran to the train station only to find no one tending the token booth. My uncle had one token and so...
while the other half seems to be creating ways around them. Much like the Internal Revenue Code. No wonder so many Jews become lawyers and accountants. It’s not in our DNA; it’s in our religious training.
the school decided to administer IQ tests to all the students. The school called my mother and said that I had gotten one of the highest scores. At first the rabbi thought I had cheated
I will even say ""blessing""—of my Yeshiva education: To question everything and everyone. It was merely an unintended consequence of the Yeshiva method
but I have been ecstatic. It has become the most important quality in my life--and the most significant ingredient in whatever success I may have achieved. It certainly played an important role in my decision to become a lawyer defending freedom of speech
in which I frequently participated - - more often as victim than victor - - but the Borough Park section of Brooklyn was a safe neighborhood. [I guess that’s why my family was so mystified when my brother failed to return home from a shopping errand immediately after the end of...
” but at least by objective standards I’ve exceeded the expectations my high school teachers and principal had for me. None of them thought I was “college material.”
because my academic performance was abysmal. In my senior semester my first half grades were as follows (I still have the report card): English 80; Math 60 (F); Hebrew 65; History 65; Physics 60 (F). With two failing grades
my memory for obscure facts and the “parlor tricks” I played with it got me an interview with the producers of a television game show called “The $64
because there was so little worth remembering. We would be given a quarter to memorize passages from holy texts and a dollar if we could recite “by heart” (what does that mean?) an entire chapter from the Bible. Only once did my memory serve me well during my adolescence
and the girls had established a committee of three to which the boys had to apply for dates. I had my eye on a pretty blonde from an adjoining neighborhood (her distance
rumors began to circulate that Taylor was being considered to head the C.I.A. He took me aside one day after class and asked me
criminal law and freedom of speech cases were decided during my tenure as a law clerk. It was a period of liberal judicial activism—the Zenith (or for those more admiring of judicial restraint
we picked up two justices at the Supreme Court building: William O. Douglas and William Brennan. I had previously met Justice Brennan through his son Bill