On my top ten lists of life regrets is my failure to master the Yiddish language. As a Brooklyn born and bred baby boomer, I grew up surrounded by a population for whom Yiddish was momma lashon, the native tongue.
While I may not speak what was the primary language of Ashkenazi Jewry for centuries my sense of what it means to be a Jew culturally speaking is totally characterized by the sounds and flavors of Yiddish.
Abi gezunt to the folks a Yid Life Mission for all they are doing to perpetuate Yiddish culture in this very goyishe velt! Enjoy the video and have a freylich Chanukah!