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For those of you who wanted to know, the Holocaust menorah remained safely hidden away. Mom seems to have forgotten about it, probably because I cut off the tip of my finger (not as bad as it sounds but there will be a scar) mom set fire to the oven, and I had a seizure, and then word came in that my dad's good friend, who has been a good friend to the whole family finally succumbed to his lung disease and passed away on the 26th. My mom and dad drove to Albuquerque so my dad could give the eulogy. So on the plus side, I tossed the horrible menorah in the trash, on the minus... everything else.