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Me, Passover and Bobby McGee

year was 1968: the Vietnam War was raging, psychedelic music and drugs were “in,” Marin Luther King was assassinated a week before President Johnson signed the Civil Rights Act and the Beatles released the White Album to mixed reviews. I was about to enter ninth grade. Amidst the free love and political turmoil, I somehow […]


Amy Lederman

IJN Columnist | Reflections


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