As a Russian Jewish Immigrant, I Know the Pain of Seeking Asylum — Kveller

I remember it clearly: We had 22 suitcases for the five of us. This was a time when suitcases with wheels had just made their way into the former Soviet Union, so a few of ours did, thankfully, have wheels. But just a few. Mostly, the responsibility of moving all of our family’s possessions fell onto my parents — who are both about 5'4" tall — as they loaded and…