Miranda, you are my teacher. Why didn’t we start having these sessions at Amity? I would have loved to sit with your father and learn from him. My Jewishness has been sadly poorly tended living far from my Jewish grandmother. How sad. My heart turned in my teens, shortly after she died, as I sat and read letters shared between her and my mother. One in particular made my heart stop. She was writing to share how she awoke in a sweat in agony and couldn’t really understand why. She says that something horrible had happened to her family and didn’t know what. That letter was send in Late November 1938. Observe this day. John
Jhn--
thank you for the nice thing you said about me here. Idea. Come here with chopped liver on seeded rye sandwhiches and we can talk stuff!
Miranda, you are my teacher. Why didn’t we start having these sessions at Amity? I would have loved to sit with your father and learn from him. My Jewishness has been sadly poorly tended living far from my Jewish grandmother. How sad. My heart turned in my teens, shortly after she died, as I sat and read letters shared between her and my mother. One in particular made my heart stop. She was writing to share how she awoke in a sweat in agony and couldn’t really understand why. She says that something horrible had happened to her family and didn’t know what. That letter was send in Late November 1938. Observe this day. John
I was too busy studying Latin!
Very beautiful and meaningful. It’s never too late to delve into it. Shabbat Shalom.
Beautifully said. I miss funny Miranda but I get it for Tish B'Av. I hope you have a meaningful fast.
I still kept a few quips! Thanks for reading. Shabbat Shalom
beautifully written!