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Easy the Hard Way
The rabbi stroked his chin thoughtfully. "If you're losing money," he said, "why don't you give it up? This is a good opportunity for you."
"But I can't!" the fishmonger protested. "I've got to make a living somehow."
I might have stayed on in the fish business indefinitely, but something happened that changed all our lives. A man by the name of Prinzip assassinated^ the Archduke Franz Ferdinand, heir to the throne of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. The First World War started. The farmers stopped bringing their produce into town. It was impossible for me to find fish to sell.
One day, a man in an army uniform came into our village. The men were lined up and those who looked like good prospects for the army were there and then told to report. My father, tall and erect, was among the first selected.
It did not matter that his family consisted of six living children and a wife. No consideration was given to them, or how he would provide for them, or what they would do in his absence. He was mobilized, and that was it.
A few days before he was to leave, my father called me into the kitchen. He closed the door so we would be alone. "I am not thinking of myself," he said, "but I must ask you to make a terrible sacrifice, Joe."
My father had never asked me to do anything for him and I could not imagine that he would ask me to do anything that would hurt me in the slightest.
"A boy your age should be going to school or learning a trade," he went on. "If you haven't got a trade, if there isn't something you can do to earn a living, the future 22