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April 9, 2014

Jonathan Tobin: Why Did Kerry Lie About Israeli Blame?

Samuel G. Freedman: A resolution 70 years later for a father's unsettling legacy of ashes from Dachau

Jessica Ivins: A resolution 70 years later for a father's unsettling legacy of ashes from Dachau

Kim Giles: Asking for help is not weakness

Kathy Kristof and Barbara Hoch Marcus: 7 Great Growth Israeli Stocks

Matthew Mientka: How Beans, Peas, And Chickpeas Cleanse Bad Cholesterol and Lowers Risk of Heart Disease

Sabrina Bachai: 5 At-Home Treatments For Headaches

The Kosher Gourmet by Daniel Neman Have yourself a matzo ball: The secrets bubby never told you and recipes she could have never imagined

April 8, 2014

Lori Nawyn: At Your Wit's End and Back: Finding Peace

Susan B. Garland and Rachel L. Sheedy: Strategies Married Couples Can Use to Boost Benefits

David Muhlbaum: Smart Tax Deductions Non-Itemizers Can Claim

Jill Weisenberger, M.S., R.D.N., C.D.E : Before You Lose Your Mental Edge

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April 4, 2014

Rabbi David Gutterman: The Word for Nothing Means Everything

Charles Krauthammer: Kerry's folly, Chapter 3

Amy Peterson: A life of love: How to build lasting relationships with your children

John Ericson: Older Women: Save Your Heart, Prevent Stroke Don't Drink Diet

John Ericson: Why 50 million Americans will still have spring allergies after taking meds

Cameron Huddleston: Best and Worst Buys of April 2014

Stacy Rapacon: Great Mutual Funds for Young Investors

Sarah Boesveld: Teacher keeps promise to mail thousands of former students letters written by their past selves

The Kosher Gourmet by Sharon Thompson Anyone can make a salad, you say. But can they make a great salad? (SECRETS, TESTED TECHNIQUES + 4 RECIPES, INCLUDING DRESSINGS)

April 2, 2014

Paul Greenberg: Death and joy in the spring

Dan Barry: Should South Carolina Jews be forced to maintain this chimney built by Germans serving the Nazis?

Mayra Bitsko: Save me! An alien took over my child's personality

Frank Clayton: Get happy: 20 scientifically proven happiness activities

Susan Scutti: It's Genetic! Obesity and the 'Carb Breakdown' Gene

Lecia Bushak: Why Hand Sanitizer May Actually Harm Your Health

Stacy Rapacon: Great Funds You Can Own for $500 or Less

Cameron Huddleston: 7 Ways to Save on Home Decor

The Kosher Gourmet by Steve Petusevsky Exploring ingredients as edible-stuffed containers (TWO RECIPES + TIPS & TECHINQUES)

Jewish World Review Nov. 5, 2008 / 7 Mar-Cheshvan 5769

Remembering a ‘curious’ Studs Terkel

By Clarence Page

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http://www.JewishWorldReview.com | It is a special brand of tragic timing that took Studs Terkel and Barack Obama's grandmother away as the whole world tuned in to America's big election.

Madelyn Dunham, whom Obama called a "quiet hero" in his life, died Monday in Hawaii at age 86. One of her final acts, according to news reports, was to vote for her grandson by absentee ballot as he sought to become America's first black president.

Or, more appropriately, America's first openly biracial president. As much as we media folks use the shorthand of America's one-drop rule to define anyone with even one drop of black blood to be black, Obama has not tried to run away from the white mother and grandparents who raised him.

By all accounts Obama's grandparents sound like the sort of devoted, hard-working and sacrificing Americans that Terkel, who died Friday at age 96, wrote prize-winning books about.

You could take other Chicago writers of his stature, such as James T. Farrell, Mike Royko or Nelson Algren, and say they gave the city a voice. Terkel, a pioneer in TV talk and later a syndicated national radio star at Chicago's WFMT, preferred to let people speak for themselves. He lent his ear to the poetry he heard in the voices of ordinary people and injected lyrical vigor into the seemingly dry science of oral history.

Terkel tackled the vexing issue of race in his 1992 book, "Race: How Blacks and Whites Think and Feel About the American Obsession," in the same way he tackled other gigantic topics — such as World War II, the Great Depression, urban life and how Americans feel about work. He interviewed a cross-section of people who live day-to-day with the consequences of decisions that the big shots make downtown.

One memory grabbed me at the time and still stands out. He describes a woman who was driving down the street in a black neighborhood with which she was not familiar. "The people at the corners were all gesticulating at her," Terkel wrote." She was very frightened, turned up the windows, and drove determinedly.

She discovered after several blocks, she was going the wrong way on a one-way street and they were trying to help her. Her assumption was they were blacks and out to get her."

The woman was quite unlike Studs. For one, he didn't drive. He depended, he would say, "on the kindness of strangers." And on his neighbors, of whom I was proud to be one in the 1970s and '80s on Chicago's north side. We were proud to offer a lift to the elegantly disheveled Studs in his trademark red-checkered shirt and bright red wool socks as he shambled toward the Sheridan Road bus stop, talking to himself. The uninitiated easily mistook him for a neatly dressed mental case. The knowledgeable marveled at what new stroke of genius might emerge from that agile mind next.

"Curiosity did not kill this cat," Studs would say, when describing what he wanted to be his epitaph. Curiosity led him to believe that every living soul has a worthwhile story to tell to an interviewer who was willing to offer them a friendly ear. He had a knack for opening people up, everyone would say. But to someone who was interviewed by Studs a couple of times, his secret was obvious. Unlike most of the herd that populates talk shows today, he listened like a man who genuinely cared about what you had to say.

The story of the white woman in the black neighborhood came to mind when Obama recounted in his own major speech on race how hurt he felt when his grandma expressed fear years ago about young black males on a bus. Obama's critics mocked his "throwing grandma under the bus" to defend his association with the incendiary Rev. Jeremiah Wright. But it was not Studs' style to dismiss anyone's feelings. He was too curious.

As a result he helped me — through his books on race, the Great Depression and his Pulitzer Prize-winning "The Good War" — to see how people unlike myself, such as that frightened white woman, see the world. And to discover how much we have in common behind our fears, anger, resentments and suspicions.

Studs, who said he never saw a petition he wouldn't sign, believed in community. "The individual discovers his strength as an individual because he has, along the way, discovered others share his feelings" Studs wrote in a "This I Believe" essay for National Public Radio. "He is not alone, and thus a community is formed." Those thoughts rolled through my mind as I waited in a long line to vote for a former community organizer. Thanks, Studs, I thought. Your community will miss you.

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