A man without a hat

They are happy. The hat is missing on the cold winter day. I watched the kids as they played in the snow. They are happy. But one of them was missing a hat. It was a boy, about my son's age. He was lying in the snow. I knew this boy. He was a kid who i saw wandering around the neighbourhood. His parents were jewish. I rarely talked to them. Ten years later i saw the boy again. It ...