My grandfather was a rabbi and he was a widower who lived alone in a small apartment in Brooklyn that was my favorite place in the world when I was growing up, partly because it was filled with his very gentle, very courtly presence and partly because it was filled with books.
Meu avó era rabino e era viúvo e vivía só nun pequeno apartamento en Brooklyn que era o meu lugar favorito do mundo cando era pequena, en parte porque estaba cheo da súa presencia xentil e cortés e en parte porque estaba cheo de libros.