Historical Reflections

“My father, who had been a horse trader in Russia, got himself a horse and a small wagon, and became a ragman, buying old rags, pieces of metal, and junk for pennies, nickels, and dimes… Even on Eagle Street, in the poorest section of town, where all the families were...

You won’t find him mentioned in the place where he had his greatest achievement…or inscribed on any roll of honor, not even a plaque on the wall. Yet this lonely refugee crusader who was nominated for the Nobel Peace Prize named mankind’s greatest crime and convinced...