My Father, His Father And Ben

My Father, His Father and BenMy father has never mentioned his father's name. " 'He' hit me for whistling like a peasant, 'he' brought home a carp for the holiday, 'he' took me to the rabbi, but I didn't want to go." He did this or that. What my father has left me of my grandfather is a silent old man with a long white beard, a horse, a cart, a cow, a mud-and-log house--an Old Country grandfather fixed in my mind like a Chagall painting. That's not enough, of course. The stylization of...