Years ago I found the following story in a women’s magazine, Redbook, Ladies’ Home Journal, or Good Housekeeping. Charmed with the tale, I clipped it and packed it away with my Pesach things to come out and be reread year after year.
Unfortunately, I never found another work of fiction by Joan Koehler. Recently I tried, unsuccessfully, to learn about her life on the internet. If anyone does have any information about her I would be happy to receive it.
In the meantime, please enjoy this story and accept my warm wishes for a happy holiday.
The Passover Guest
by Joan Koehler
Spring had come to Vislovitz. Under the pale sunlight the last sooty lumps of snow melted into puddles. But just looking at the calendar was enough to make any Jewish housewife faint-April already-and only a few days till Passover. Even the rich women who wore satins and pearls on the Sabbath were down on their hands and knees scrubbing.