Last night a friend in Budapest told me that her heart is broken because the Kazinczy Street Synagogue had been taken away from the small local community.  Since that synagogue was built by Ezi’s grandfather, and we admired it years ago when we visited, I wanted to find out more.

And it appeared in today’s paper.

Another example of dictatorship.

May it be for a blessing.

Here it is!  I found it in my old diaries