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March 23, 2007

The wandering storyteller

Epstein travelled the world in the service of Jewish tradition.
LEVI BARNETT

Seymour Epstein is not a spy. He doesn't let the fact slow him down, though. During the 1980s and '90s, his job took him overseas, avoiding armed revolution in the Baltics, using "Texas" as a code word for Israel in telexes and living in a country where the newspapers labelled his employer a front for the CIA and Mossad.

Epstein spoke to a small audience at the Vancouver Jewish Community Centre March 11 on behalf of the Florence Melton Adult Mini School, with whom he now works. In a lecture titled From Couscous to Kasha, he recounted his experiences as an agent of the American Jewish Joint Distribution Committee, also known as "the Joint."

Formed in 1914 by Jewish-German bankers in New York, the Joint helps Jewish communities around the world that have fallen on hard times. Today, this means organizing social programs and supplies for elderly pensioners, sending books and ritual items to Jews worldwide who need them and helping non-Jews stricken by war or crisis back to their feet.

A young man fluent in Hebrew but speaking hardly a word of Arabic, Epstein began his career at the organization with a posting to Morocco in 1981, staying until 1983. For him, Morocco was "a kind of Jewish rainforest," whose traditions were lost to much of the greater Jewish world, yet filled with wonderful secrets.

In one of the many stories he told, Epstein recounted a visit to rural Jews who lived in caves in the Atlas Mountains in northwest Africa. While there, he used a translator to speak with a local hacham, or wise man, who broke down in tears during introductions. Epstein didn't understand, and asked the man to explain.

"I knew that the Diaspora was far and wide, but I didn't know it went all the way to New York," lamented the man, upon learning of Epstein's relationship to that city. For the locals, this was a shock, as the Berber Jews had seen themselves as the final outpost of Judaism, the religion's farthest point west in the world.

Epstein's lecture offered insight into a Jewish tradition that has moved away, as most of Morocco's mountain Jews have since emigrated to Israel, which Epstein said is because they believed that the messianic era was underway. According to him, Morocco's urban Jewish population commonly went further abroad, to Paris, Venezuela and Canada.

This Diaspora twice-removed loses something in its displacement, he said.

"The Moroccan Jewish culture doesn't transfer easily, primarily due to the cemetery rituals," said Epstein. Moroccan Jews made pilgrimages to the graves of martyrs and saints, going so far as to build small vacation huts in the cemeteries in order to be closer to them. These huts were then sometimes used for Jewish summer youth camps.

Eventually, Epstein's time in the sun came to an end. Transferred to the former Soviet Union in the early 1990s, Epstein found the region "a kind of polluted river experience." He saw it this way not because he didn't enjoy his time there, but because he found that 70 years of communism had poisoned Jewish communities and ruined some of their vibrancy. Luckily, he was able to be a part of changing that situation.

Among his new acquaintances was Mordechai Levinson, the matzah baker of Irkutsk, who supplied matzah to all of Siberia.

Levinson told Epstein of a woman who once came to him. She said her husband, a Soviet commissar, had revealed his Jewish identity on his deathbed. His final wish was to be buried in the local Jewish cemetery. Levinson agreed to bury him, but demanded a few supplies from the commissar's wife, who had access to special stores open only to party apparatchiks. She agreed, and for many years, he had access to the most important item for a matzah magnate – craft paper.

Craft paper? Yes, because even if Levinson could make enough matzah, he had to ship it somehow to the scattered Jews of the Russian Far East.

On another occasion, Epstein reluctantly allowed a camera crew to follow him as he checked in on seniors receiving aid from the Joint. He returned to his hotel at the end of the day and had begun to relax in the bar, when he saw the day's TV news come on with his profile. A friend translated and the coverage was fair. What came after the initial report, though, was surprising.

"Would that we Russians learn something from these Jews, who come to help their brothers across the oceans," commented the Russian TV reporter, who described the activities of the Joint.

For Seymour Epstein, it was all in a day's work.

Levi Barnett is a student at the University of British Columbia.

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