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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
LOST IN THE BRONX
“Oy the pain.” Jonathan Charasuchin would moan when his mother gave boarders his room, relegating him to sleep on dining room chairs.
“Quit your kvetching,” his mother would say. “We need the money.”
His sympathetic father introduced him to opera on the radio and took him to Yiddish theater productions.
The boy fell in love with the stage and dreamed of someday becoming an actor. Diligently he worked on losing his thick Bronx accent, imitating British film stars.
Forty years later, Jonathan Harris delighted Lost in Space fans with quips like “You bobble-headed booby” and “Oh the pain. The pain.”