My brother Steve remembers our brother Ed
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Spoken-word artist Vanessa Hidary has a few words to say about being a proud Zionist.
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Wonderful singing and playing by Yahala Lachmish and the entire ensemble. Check out April Centrone's solo! Enjoy!
We're still singing the Unetanetokef prayer.
"Who will live and who will die . . . who by fire, who by water, who by the sword . . . "
In Israel, folks are dying by the sword.
In the southeastern United States, people died (and many others are still suffering) due to hurricanes.
In California, people are dying (or losing their homes or businesses or houses of worship) due to wildfires.
How long?
[Written after havdalah.]
"I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your house down," said the wolf in the old story.
Well, here's the thing:
For openers, I'm about 10-15 pounds (about 4.5-6 kilos) lighter than I was about 10-15 years ago, not due to dieting or pharmaceutical assistance but due to digestive problems (IBS and SIBO--look them up). And for closers, I'm also 4 inches (about 10.16 centimeters) shorter than I was on our wedding day over 47 years ago due to osteoporosis (thinning/brittle bones). So whenever the wind speed gets up to or over about 30 miles (roughly 48.28 kilometers) per hour, you might as well tie a ribbon around my waist and sail me like a kite. 😀
In all seriousness, it's not as funny as it sounds--it's actually rather scary for an older person with both osteoporosis and poor balance to be blown around so hard that I have to struggle to keep myself from falling and breaking a wrist yet again. Do me a favor and *don't* "fly me to the moon."