Our friend John’s parents, like my husband Danny’s, fled Europe in the late 1930s as the Nazi horror was unfolding. John’s folks went first to Shanghai, and then on to the States, where a few months later John was born. (“I was made in China.” he’ll tell you.) During that same torturous time Danny’s parents sailed to South America and settled in Bolivia where Danny was born, before they too immigrated to the States. Both families adjusted to their new American...