Fay Goldstein

Remembering A Jewish Childhood In Squirrel Hill, Unblemished By Hate

I lived in Squirrel Hill, Pittsburgh. I lived in Squirrel Hill. I remember the park, Frick Park- with a blue slide etched into the edge of a hill- one we used to ride down on wax paper and cardboard boxes- the relic of childhood that I rode down years later to relive the few moments…