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My name is Georgia and I was named after my maternal grandfather, George. This is my favorite story about him. Please keep in mind that I am in my 60s, my mother was 40 when she had me and my grandmother was 40 when she had my mother. So when I talk about my grandfather in the early 1920s it won't seem so unbelievable. Anyway my grandfather and his family lived in Kansas at the time. People think of the Ku Klux Klan as being only in the South and only persecuting African Americans. But they were in Kansas and in this little town they were "after" the only Jew in town. My grandfather, George, was the Lutheran pastor in this little town. One day the men of the Ku Klux Klan demanded to be let into the church to meet. My grandfather told them off. He stood at the church door, denied them entrance and informed them they would not be meeting there.

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