Joan Micklin Silver's Hester Street—released 50 years ago this October—suggests that there is perhaps not such a clean line between the Old World and the New, between rejecting or accepting acculturation, and that maybe that blurriness can both ground and liberate.
As I walked up the steps to the Walter Reade theater, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of triumph, my first day back on campus. Everyone was there! In line, tired, clutching cheap coffee and festival badges. Some people got haircuts. Even the grumps were buzzing, happy to finally have some place to be.


