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My American story started when…
My American story started when my parents immigrated to Jackson, MS from Israel. My mother's family is from Poland and were wise enough to leave before the Nazis invaded. They settled in Haifa. My father's family was not so fortunate. Everyone in his immediate family died in concentration camps in 1943. My father survived because he had gone to Palestine to study at the Technion in 1936. When WWII broke out he joined the British army and fought in battles in N Africa, Italy, and the Balkans. When the war ended my father returned to Palestine to complete his studies. Despite that the Jews of Palestine were comrades in arms with the British during the war, the British imposed a mandate against Jewish immigration. So my father joined the Irgun and fought in the War of Independence. It was in the army that he met my mother.
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