Zionism Is A Beautiful Word
(essay)
My second cousin, Effie, twice removed, had been a clothier in Israel. While visiting him and his family in Tel Aviv, he once gifted me with a pair of lime green bellbottoms. I wore them, along with a pair of leather clogs embossed with a floral design. I knew that wearing these articles of clothing as an 11th grader could go either way; I could be laud…