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As this post goes live I will be preparing to leave for Israel on a humanitarian trip 😀 So my responses and comments are bound to be slow for the next couple of weeks.
I’m sure it’s no surprise to anyone that I’m a huge Fiddler on the Roof fan. I suppose it’s because it depicts my heritage in such a lovely way. One of my favorite characters in the iconic movie has always been the Constable portrayed sympathetically by Louis Zourich. So here’s my take on what the Constable might have done after the eviction of the Jews of the fictitious town of Anatevka. You may notice, I gave him a name since he never had one that I’m aware of. 😉
Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
Ivan strolled along the deserted streets of Anatevka.
“What choice did I have?”
He had been a model officer, following orders to the letter.
Men and women, babes in arms, the old and lame—they took what few belongings they had while he made certain the edict was carried out.
Why did there have to be such strife? What made these Jews less human than he? Why shouldn’t Tevye hate him? The dairyman who addressed his poverty with faith and humor had earned Ivan’s undying respect.
He entered the commissioner’s office and laid his badge on the desk. “I resign.”