Early in my writing career, I attended an event at the University of Washington discussing the presence of Sephardic Jews in Seattle. I was probably the youngest person in the audience. Most were the children or grandchildren of settlers from the 1900s, who had made their way across the ocean, then the continent, at the fall of the Ottoman Empire. They now form the third largest Sephardic community in the United States, after New York and Boston.
