Rub a dub dub, three Jews in a tub.
I found out this weekend that I am part Jewish. I guess I always thought that I may have had some of that heritage on my father's side but never knew for sure.
The story is that my grandfather was brought up a foster child in upstate Vermont and was never adopted. There wasn't any paperwork available to him that said the names of his parents and he was told it was "closed" information- he was bitter and, frankly, I don't think he ever cared to know.
The state dug up a copy of his birth certificate for me and I received it just days ago. It states that the name of his mother was Hilda E C Foersburg and a Jew. Pretty crazy stuff to hear twenty years into my life.
I guess it can never hurt to have another 9.0% Jew in a Christian company...
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
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Pretty crazy to find this out so late in life ha?
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