The father of my father.

My grandfather spoke Yiddish, Russian, Lithuanian, German and even some Norwegian. I guess he was in his forties when he had to begin learning a new language - English.

This is his old German/English dictionary.

My grandfather and I didn't understand each other well. We lived in the same house when I was a child. He was mostly deaf by then, and never comfortable in English. He had been through such terrible things throughout his life. I was afraid of him.

I misjudged him and this I regret.