The round tables were draped with linen. A cantor sang Hebrew melodies at the dais. It was all just a bit of something, a gesture. No amount of honor could possibly be enough. Interviewing at her round dinner table, Faina Balterova remembered when she was a girl in Ukraine, shocked to have just learned that war had come. Then 11, she stood dumbfounded at the side of a road. Another Jew, a random man, approached and told her to go: “Why are you…
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