I am sure most of you have been following to some degree the miracle that just transpired on a flight from New York to Dallas. Southwest 1380.
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3rd of Nissan
Today, I will talk about a diminutive woman. Only in stature.
My mother’s mother, my grandmother Bessie, has her yahrzeit today. She died on the 3rd day of Nissan. Here’s where it gets tricky. I own a document that indicates Bessie died in 1969. But, the Social Security Administration indicates she died in 1974.
Thanks. Really. (Part 2)
I’ve written about my next mentor often. (Here’s but one example– with another great story about Cary.) He was but one half of the management team that took a chance to hire me. A soon-to-be 14 y old kid. And, let me basically take over their baby. (As you can see, Cary became a mentor about the time I was losing touch with Ms. Katzman. I’d been really lucky to have a continuous mentor relationship for nigh 16 years, by the time this one ends.)
Tzedaka
So, I know y’all are used to getting bombarded with donation requests from Thanksgiving to Christmas. But, given the fact that my religion celebrates the New Year (Rosh Hashana) in September, this is when my mailbox overflows with solicitations.
I’ve earned my grey hair!
Yes, my birthday is 9/9. Tomorrow. The 9th day of the 9th month- at least that’s what it is in the secular calendar. And, tomorrow is also the anniversary of my Bar Mitzva. That’s not happened before.
Rosh Chodesh Elul 2017
Tonight begins a new moon. In my religion, that means it is a new month (called Rosh Chodesh), and this one is Elul. This new moon crosses two days.. The first day, (the one starting tonight) is the 20th anniversary of the death of my mom. This anniversary is called a Yahrzeit. The second day of the new moon of Elul is anniversary of my daughter’s bat mitzva- and tomorrow happens to be her secular birthday, to boot.
He should have been more famous
It’s curious how life makes our paths twist and turn.
I started out positive that I would spend my entire life developing renal therapy solutions. OK. Not solutions- just one. Who knew I’d be lucky enough to develop a slew of them.
Sh’vuot- the Feast of Weeks.
48, 49, 50!
We’ve been counting our days since the Pesach (Passover) Seder. 50 days after we were freed from Egypt (Mitzrayim- a place of narrow straits), we were waiting by Mount Sinai (sorry- NOT in the “Sinai Peninsula”, more likely in Saudi Arabia, near an active volcano), to receive the 10 Commandments. Where the words were seen- yes, seen. I admit, until I saw the effects of a rocket plant explosion in Henderson, Nevada, I had no idea you really could see “sound”. Not surprising that those in attendance were totally awed…
No fuzzy wuzzies!
Jeez, Abba, we can’t use this stuff at all!
Ah, yes, my eldest has come to visit and doesn’t approve of my fridge holdings. Because she, like so many others, doesn’t understand the markings imprinted on food packages.
Another Physics Rule Bites the Dust
Circadian rhythm. The 24 (OK, closer to 24.8) hour cycle that governs our lives. It always intrigued me. Mostly because I don’t sleep the “required” number of hours- and wondered if my cycle was off.