I have only known Harry Reicher for three months, and yet today I say goodbye to him as an old friend. I don't know why, but I wasn't expecting to meet a devout and practicing Jew the day he first walked into the USC Shoah Foundation office, but Harry's devotion to his religious life radiated from him the moment he said hello.
Open borders, open markets, open McDonald's, Prada and Ferrari in Moscow, and one would think the melt and merge was complete. But any attempt at East-West assimilation stopped right there. What I understood more than anything is that the thaw relies on the West just as mush as the Russians themselves.