A glimpse into the recession’s lingering impact in the Jewish community.
Ann Klein packed a tuna fish sandwich for lunch one recent morning, stepped in her car and headed south from her apartment in northern Westchester. A half-hour later, at 9 a.m., she parked outside a quiet White Plains office building near Westchester Airport, took the elevator one story up and sat down at a computer in a small cubicle.
But it wasn’t just another day at the office.
Until mid-afternoon the unemployed printing executive worked at the computer, and schmoozed with people in the row of adjacent cubicles and with the office staff.