Don’t send me to a nursing home? Does that sound like something you’ve heard- or maybe said yourself?
So, when I visited my son (he lives in Downtown Manhattan), I just had to visit my old library haunts. One of them is the main library building in Manhattan- the one in Bryant Park. (This used to be the site of the prime reservoir for New York City; the water supply moved upstate and this site because the library.) The other was the library that used to be open 24-7, the Mid-Manhattan Library.
Today is the first of two days of the new month. The month of Elul. The month before Rosh Hashana (which month is called Tishrei). This means there is no moon in the sky last night or tonight. (The Tora says- ‘there was evening, there was morning’; the day starts on the eve…)
We always knew that the real life examples we provide are what really teach our kids. Sometimes, our examples are what they want to emulate. Sometimes, it’s the opposite of what they hope to see. Now, it turns out that fathers sharing household duties are critical factors in the raising of daughters.
Psst. Wake up. I can’t stop going to the bathroom…
Those ten words changed my life forever. In the middle of the night of the 21st of August, 1979, my (then) wife woke me to tell me those words. I immediately knew she was not incontinent- but that her water had broken. And, in a flash, I grabbed her bag (the one that had been packed for a few days- since the due date was 9 September), told her to dress, put on a pair of pants and a shirt and drove to Martha Jefferson Hospital.