I'm halfway through this book and already I've started recommending it to friends. Twenty-five years ago Lansky set out to save Yiddish books from destruction. This account of his efforts is funny and charming and inspiring. It is a delightful read. More to follow.
I finished this book a few days ago. I liked it a lot more 30 years ago than I do now. I'll explore why later. But let's just say I am uneasy about the ambivalence of this book toward the horror of the Holocaust.