memory street

Right now, I’m sitting at the coffee-house half a block away from where my son first lost faith in me as Omniscient Parent. We were sitting in the old green Jeep, on our way to somewhere, waiting at the traffic light, when he asked me a question about chemistry for his science class — he Continue reading memory street

Evening at shul

7:43:10 PM I sit here on the floor of the main sanctuary at the Stephen S. Wise temple in Los Angeles, waiting for Rabbi M to start talking. Just had dinner with a few of the people from the temple — good looking dinner, wish I’d been hungry. Now the talk. Surprise overflow of people Continue reading Evening at shul