The Russian Turkish Baths CHAPTER 2 There is nothing more memorable in my life than the Baths. I counted the days when Saturday morning came and you drove along Lake Shore Drive to North Avenue and west to the Luxor Baths .When I close my eyes I can still smell the soap and oak leaves and feel the heat upon my feet as we climbed the black and white tiled stairs. I still can see Grandpa Max, Uncle Fred, and you and me all together. I remember Izzy, Bobby and Sarge, the guys who massaged us. Lttle Mike the boxer, Mike the guy who waited on us at the deli, Chick and Sherman. I grew up there. This was where my education began. This was my initiation into the world of men. I thank you with all my heart for that. Love, Yosel I wrote that on a card for Jake on Father’s day
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