On “Marrying Out†– Israel Style
As a longtime resident of Israel, I guess I’ve come a long way since the days when I viewed all Jews not from Kovne, Lithuania, as horse thieves. Yes, I can certainly pat myself on the back now for having become the tolerant lover of all Jews that I know myself to be. Yet it didn’t happen in a day.
I can still recall, as a boy in frugal, Litvishe Baltimore, people’s disdain upon hearing of families that had married out – that is, their sons had married non-Litvak, non-Baltimorean, Brooklyn girls, and had been pressured by the girls’ families not only into holding their weddings in Brooklyn (Oy vey! Why didn’t they compromise on Wilmington?) but to holding lavish affairs with Viennese tables! – heaven help us.








