Aaron Lansky

Yiddish is dying, long live Yiddish! Aaron Lansky, founder of the Yiddish Book Center in Amherst, shares with us, in this hilarious and moving memoir, his adventures rescuing Yiddish books from the oblivion that demographics seems to promise them. But books aren’t the real heart of this story: people are. Behind every book Lansky and his colleagues rescue is a human life. Their stories will make you laugh, cry, and think.

If the title of this book puts you off to reading it, like it did me for a great while, don’t waste another minute until you begin. This was a most delightful read, causing me both to laugh out loud and weep tears of nostalgia as author Aaron Lansky searched the United States and later around the world for Yiddish books. As I’m the sort of person who collects books to give to others, I felt a personal connection to the work of this author. I was cheering him on when he was able to show more discover some rarer books and feeling comforted by all of the home-cooked meals he was fed by his elderly donors during his book runs.

A favorite part of the book for me was the Yiddish phrases that were used throughout. For someone who knows Yiddish (or even, as I do, German), the book really comes alive. Yiddish is a language that not only conveys a message, but it also conveys an attitude. All of the Yiddish phrases are translated (albeit a few not quite literally), but with these phrases come the hearts and the souls of the people who utter them.

I adored reading this book. Its effect on me is my wish to help support Aaron Lansky’s cause, to encourage my friends to donate their Yiddish books to his center, to encourage others to learn and study Yiddish, and to find a Yiddish book to borrow just to see how much of it I can understand (as I do know how to sound out the Hebrew letters). I was truly inspired by this very entertaining read and would highly recommend it to others, Jewish or not. If you have a love of books, you’ll find a lot to like in Lansky’s story. show less

As a graduate in his young twenties, Aaron Lansky had a problem: he was studying Yiddish with friends, but there were no books. His grandparents' generation had books but they were dying out; his parents' generation had become so assimilated in America that they couldn't read them. So, Aaron put the word out and began collecting. Before he knew it, he had thousands of books and a dream of saving all of the Yiddish literature that he could.

Aaron Lansky's memoir is a great story of how he show more began saving Yiddish books, often quite literally from dumpsters, and preserved them for a new generation. His memoir recounts his adventures meeting people who had to pass on their inheritance of literature to him one story at a time, founding the Yiddish Book Center, and finding ways to get more books into the hands of young people. It's inspiring and funny by turns. It reads quickly for nonfiction, dragging a little for me in the middle, but generally page-turning good fun. show less

In the 1970s, 23-year-old Aaron Lansky recognizes that due to the aging of the population literate in Yiddish, the books are disappearing rapidly. Into trashbins, literal and historical. He sets out to rescue them from individuals and organizations. The stories are hilarious and poignant. The vignettes are so true to life.... because they are true. 90-year-olds turning over their precious collections in tears, but asking for the time to explain the books and what they meant, performing in show more the process an act of desperate and final cultural transmission. He has now built the effort into the National Yiddish Book Center. I highly recommend it for any interested reader! show less