Hodja From Ebe

My Ebe in Ankara would send me postcards. They were usually of one of two subjects; Nesredin Hodja, or Kemal Attaturk. Sometimes they would be of sparkly Belly Dancers, or pictures of Mosques at Bayram or something. I like this one. He makes me happy. I love the story about him wanting someone to put a bath at the top of the minaret so his voice will sound better, because everyone sounds great singing in the bath. It's true.