Alina and Jeff Bliumis

Our Selfies, Our Selves

My mother, when asked to identify herself, would say, “What can I tell you — I’m just a lady from Poland." This, despite the fact that she left Poland, post-war, at 12, and spent the next 66 years of her life in New York. And, of course, when she finally went back to visit Poland, she was seen as the Jew from America. Identities are by their very nature, fluid and relative. How we describe ourselves versus how others perceive us is always up for grabs.

Courtesy of Genesis Philanthropy Group

Stand Up And Be Photographed!

On the coldest day this month, I stepped onto Brighton Beach and contemplated my identity. I am not a member of the Polar Bear Club. I hate being cold!  Rather, I was participating in a “Casual Conversation” in the warmth of the lobby of the JCC in Manhattan. 

Signs of dual identity. Jeff and Alina Bliumis. Photo courtesy The JCC in Manhattan
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