The New Jerusalem

My friend jarred's grandmother lived through the holocaust, and he can't shut up about it. You know, I'm jewish. My grandmother lived through the holocaust, too. Sure, she was in Arkansas, but is that much better? At the end of the war nobody liberated her. There were no GIs with chocolate bars outside of Fayetteville. My grandma had to liberate herself the old-fashioned way, marrying an alcoholic indian and moving to bakersfield.