They Aren’t Church Bells

The bells I hear ringing, they aren’t church bells and that is ok ‘cuz this Jewish boy isn’t going to church. Been thinking about how my baby girl is officially permitted and how this action by the state of Texas has aged me because it means she’ll be 16 on her next birthday. There are… Continue reading They Aren’t Church Bells

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Echoes & Choices

It takes a moment to realize the 972 on my phone is a country code and not referring to one of the local area codes so I answer instead of letting the call go to voicemail. The Vilners in Israel are calling to say Happy New Year and to check in. I get the look… Continue reading Echoes & Choices

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Wrestling With Faith

Flames wax and wane like the sea. Air is life. Suck out the oxygen and it will slowly die, but fan the flames and it grows quickly.- Some Guy Called Jack Daughter asks if it is ok if she goes to hang out with a girlfriend at a nearby outdoor mall. She says she doesn’t… Continue reading Wrestling With Faith

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Almost Another Year

It is probably a little late in the evening to pour myself a bigger glass of red wine and unusual because Scotch is a more common choice but it is the last Friday night of the year. The final one before the Jewish New Year begins and the second since dad checked out which is… Continue reading Almost Another Year

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