It was Sunday, April 28, 1974, and I, along with over 100,000 others, marched on 5th Avenue in New York chanting “1,2,3,4 open up the iron door 5,6,7,8 let my people emigrate.” We marched for the freedom of Soviet Jewry. I was 14 years old and it was the first step in what was to become a lifetime of working on behalf of the Jewish people.