A Saturday night vigil for
Pittsburgh with Carlebach music? Nah, I thought. It’ll be maudlin kumbaya stuff.
Not at all my kind of thing. And certainly not my kind of music.
But after the fifth ex-Pittsburgher
in Israel forwarded me the same invitation from Dr. Robert (Reuven) Schwartz, I
began to have a change of heart. I did need a way to process the event. I’d
found myself a bit weepy from time to time as I read the various news items
relating to the Pittsburgh synagogue shooting.
I’d spot my next door neighbor
in a photo, a pallbearer at the funeral of one of the Rosenthal brothers, and a
tear would leak out. I’d see the name of the guy who is being inundated with
orders from all over the world for deli trays for the shiva homes (London, Paris!), and I’d be like, “Oh my God. I KNOW that
guy. And he’s in the Wall Street Journal.”
I was seeing photos of my innocent
little neighborhood, which no one had heard of before, splashed all over the
media. There were all the places I’d known so well: Pinskers, Beth Shalom,
Murray Avenue Kosher, the library I’d frequented growing up. It was unending.
It was everywhere. The effect was of cognitive dissonance.
I just couldn’t put the two
together: Squirrel Hill/Bloodshed.
Maybe before, you didn’t know Squirrel
Hill was Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood. But I did. My childhood home was
equidistant between Mr. Rogers’ house and the Tree of Life Synagogue, two
blocks in either direction. And so I found myself caught somewhere hanging in
between that innocence and that bloodshed all the way here in Israel.
Fred Rogers, late 60's.
I was not at all able to shake
off the shock of it all, or the sadness.
Well, it’s the prerogative of a
woman to change her mind, and so I let Reuven know I’d be there.
I had never met Reuven before,
but I have to give the guy kudos, he put the vigil together quickly and he did
a great job. The crowd at Pardes was overflowing. Reuven’s wife Amy opened the
event by lighting 11 candles and reciting the names of the victims. Then we
viewed the CNN clip of Anderson Cooper remembering the victims, one by one.
There’d be two speakers, then a couple of songs, then two more speakers, and so
forth.
Dr. Robert (Reuven) Schwartz, Pittsburgh Vigil in Israel, Pardes, Yerushalayim (credit Esther (Bobbi) Wasserman Gordon)
Each speaker chose a different
focus. One spoke of her childhood, others read essays from friends and family
members of victims in Pittsburgh. Another gave a helpful update on the
conditions of the wounded. But each returned to the same theme: how
unbelievable it was that such a thing happened in “our” neighborhood. Even here
in Israel, so far away, it was a terrible violation.
When it was my turn at the
podium, I began by offering the crowd my Pittsburgh creds: “I’m a
third-generation-born Pittsburgher. My maternal grandmother was born there. And
I’m the niece of Myron Cope,”
an excited murmur swept the crowd.
“Hence, the colors,” I continued,
motioning to my outfit.
They laughed. I was in black
and yellow, the colors of the Steelers, the colors of Pittsburgh.
I guess I should explain.
Because at this point, you must be wondering. Who the heck is “Myron Cope?”
Myron Cope
Myron Cope was color
commentator for the Steelers. His radio broadcasts of the games were so popular
that Pittsburghers watched the games on television with the sound turned off,
their radios tuned to “Mahrn,” with his excited Pittsburghese, rolled ‘l’s, and
exclamations of “Double Yoi!” and “Hmm HAH!”
A young Myron Cope playing saxophone, front seated, right (family photo: Varda Epstein)
A young Myron Cope (family photo: Varda Epstein)
Myron Cope is the guy who
invented the Terrible
Towel and then donated the proceeds to a special needs school. Today lots
of sports teams wave towels, but it all began with my uncle and the need to
create a gimmick that would play well with Pittsburgh sports fans. And everyone
in Pittsburgh is a sports fan.
He’s the most famous man in
Pittsburgh, though he’s been gone a decade.
In Israel, meanwhile, no one
has ever heard of the guy. And so the first thing I do when I meet a
Pittsburgher, is name drop. And I’m telling you, they go NUTS.
It makes me so proud. And it
gives me something nice to tell my mom in our phone conversations. It’s her
little brother, she keeps a file of Myron memorabilia, all his clippings, and articles
about him. She has a signed, framed Terrible Towel, hanging in the hallway.
And she misses him. We all do. So
did the people in that room in Jerusalem on a Saturday night.
It was right that his name be
spoken at that vigil. It fit. But I wasn’t there to talk about Myron. I was
there to talk about Rose Mallinger, my neighbor. Here is what I said that
evening:
Jewish continuity. That is what the evil monster saw that day when
he walked into the sanctuary and aimed his gun. That was what he meant to
destroy. He knew it when he saw it. Saw an elderly mother and grandmother, her
daughter alongside her in shul and understood the power of that scenario. The
refusal of our people to give up our heritage, no matter what they do to us, in
every generation.
Rose Mallinger, 97, was my neighbor. She lived on Ferree, just up
the street from my childhood home on Asbury, all the years of my childhood.
When I picture her, I see a be-aproned woman in middle age, spry and quick, a
woman with presence, a mom. I can hear her the particular quality of her voice,
a little throaty, on summer nights, calling her kids in from the street, where
we all played stickball or waited in line for ice balls.
When I heard the dreadful news, and it was still in the stage
where we didn’t yet know the names or many of the details, three horrible thoughts
percolated through my mind. First, that it happened in Squirrel Hill, a place
that had always been a warm and safe Jewish haven. Second, the thankfully
unfounded fear that a newborn infant might be among the victims. Finally, the
idea that a senior had been brutally murdered, someone well up into her 90s, a
woman.
There’s a horror connected to that fact that stings us
particularly hard: the idea that someone could pick up a gun and target and shoot
an elderly woman who never harmed a flea. Rose was murdered for one reason only:
because she was a Jew in shul.
To her family, she meant everything. To her murderer, her life meant nothing.
But her presence there signified Jewish continuity: a woman who strove to go to
shul on Shabbos, even at 97. Her daughter there beside her, was proof that her
offspring would continue in her heritage, continue in her faith.
And that could not be countenanced.
I knew most of this a week ago tonight. What I did not know was that
the senior would turn out to be Rose Mallinger, my neighbor. A good woman who
was part of the fabric of my childhood, my neighborhood of once upon a time. Part
of what made Squirrel Hill so Jewish, made me so Jewish and want to come
live in Israel.
We can only imagine how difficult it would be for a woman of 97 to
get around, let alone go to shul. Yet Rose Mallinger used whatever strength was
left in her elderly bones to go and spend time with her Creator in the Beit Knesset
every single week. And when the murderer saw her sitting there with her
daughter Andrea beside her, he knew he was seeing Jewish continuity, something
he could not abide.
I always knew that the people of Squirrel Hill were special. But
the way Rose Mallinger was stolen from us, a 97-year-old woman who took pains
to pray in the synagogue on Shabbat, alongside her family, proves that she, at
least, was extraordinary. A soul now purified by fire.
Just as Rose Mallinger pulled herself up at 97 to go to shul, “rose”
to the challenges of being elderly with all its aches and pains, so I pray that
we as a people, will follow her example and remember to rise up to challenges,
both big and small. Rose Mallinger rose to the ultimate challenge, because of
the smaller challenges she embraced all her life, the everyday challenges of
living life as a Jew, even at the age of 97.
May her memory be a blessing for all Klal Yisrael.
Women took my hands as I left
the podium, thanking me as I made my way to my seat. After the event, a woman
came up to me with tears in her eyes, thanking me for my words, then she
blurted out, “I’m not even from Pittsburgh. I’m from Oregon!”
“We are all one people,” I
said. I held out my arms and we hugged each other tight, rocking there for a
minute.
I am somewhere in this sea of Pittsburghers. Pittsburgh Vigil in Israel, Pardes, Yerushalayim (credit Esther (Bobbi) Wasserman Gordon)
I’d been gone from Pittsburgh a
long time. I only knew a handful of the people in the room. But there was an
immediate connection with the others. A lot of the women asked for copies of my
speech, so I pulled out some business cards so they could be in touch. Reuven
told us to let him know if we want to add our email addresses to a Pittsburgh
contact list to be in touch with the victims’ families and with each other. I
opted in and have enjoyed the items shared so far very much.
The evening was, in fact,
cathartic. It made me feel better being with other Pittsburghers and having a
way to talk about how we felt in the wake of the tragedy. It was ours and yet
not ours, so far away.
But then, I always tell people:
you can take the girl out of Pittsburgh, but you can’t take Pittsburgh out of
the girl.
Painting by Rose Lauer
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