Earlier this week, I discussed my surprise in learning that my mother's family home, the town of Tarnow, was defined as a shtetl on a Jewish genealogy site. I hadn't previously traced my ancestry beyond sophisticated Vienna, and the notion that my origins were Yiddish-speaking and roof-fiddling took some mental adjustment. I next decided to try to put Tarnow into a larger
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