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Reminiscences

        and the smell would disgust me. I know there were times I wouldn’t
        eat chicken. Papa was fond of knives. He always kept several around,
        and many of them were quite large. This was probably the influence
        of  the  butchers  in  the  old  country.  He  was  good  at  slaughtering
        chickens,  and  didn’t  like  the  way  the  butcher  shops  did  it.  So  he
        would go out in the country and bring back live chickens, which he
        would kill in the back yard according to kosher rules—no pain for
        the animal, which meant using very sharp knives.
           Although he would have little to do with organized religion, Papa
        did sometimes have interesting relationships with religious figures. In
        his  early  days  in  Los  Angeles,  he  briefly  taught  Hebrew  to  Rabbi
        Edgar  Magnin,  whose  own  training  had  mainly  been  in  English.
        Later, toward the end of his life, Papa met Ben Aronin, the cantor at
        Community Synagogue’s High Holiday services. The two of them hit
        it off, and Papa gave him one of his carved canes. Aronin, in return,
        gave him a copy of a book Ben had written in Hebrew for American
        students, Chelm, City of Wise Men, inscribing it, “For my dear friend
        Abraham Rothstein, artist, scholar, and lover of his people. With the
        fond regards of Ben Aronin.”
           When I announced that I would be married in the rabbi’s study at
        Wilshire Boulevard Temple, Papa said that was ridiculous: if you have
        to have anything to do with organized religion, you should go to the
        Catholic Church, because they were successful and knew how to do
        things.
           Papa said of the American Jew and the American Communist that
        neither of them were the real thing. He liked Japanese and Mexican
        people,  but  hated  blacks  and  Communists—mainly  because  they
        were  idealists  and  the  Jews  were  no  better  off  under  Russian
        communism than under the czar. In fact, he judged a country solely
        on how it treated Jews. He was not naive about politics; he knew it
        was dirty, and exposés did not amaze him. He only wondered: why
        now?
           He  did  not  care  for  American  rabbis  or  synagogues.  He
        considered the rabbis not to be scholars, and the synagogues to be
        businesses. Papa was convinced that anyone who had money must
        have robbed widows and starved children; he couldn’t be any good.


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