We’ve All Gone to Look for America

Below is the text of my Rosh Hashanah morning sermon.

Shana tovah, happy new year.

Last winter I traveled to Washington, DC with six of our TBH teenagers to the Religious Action Center of Reform Judaism’s L’Taken Social Justice Seminar. It was a jam-packed weekend in which we celebrated Shabbat, learned about a variety of issues before Congress such as homelessness, bail reform, and foreign aid. There was also time to see some of the monuments and museums that make Washington, DC a special place.

Washington DC, as we all know, is where large marches and actions happen. While our little group was traveling across the country, the March for Life took place. If you don’t know, the March for Life’s purpose is to “end abortion by uniting, educating, and mobilizing pro-life people in the public square.”[i] Many groups support this annual event that includes a weekend filled with a variety of activities, especially for young people who are bused to town with their high schools and dioceses to participate.

Our students did not know that this event coincided with their L’Taken weekend until we arrived at the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum. The 500 Reform Jewish teenagers who filled many yellow school buses were ready to go and experience this museum, fully aware that it might not be easy. I gathered my six teens together and gave them minimal directions and asked them to meet me in the Hall of Remembrance at the appointed time. I encouraged them to experience the museum in a way that felt comfortable for them.

I kept my eyes on my teens and made my way through the overwhelmingly crowded museum. And as I walked down through the permanent exhibits I was struck by the March for Life teens easily identified by their t-shirts that said, “unborn lives matter,” or “March for Life,” and red “Make America Great Again” hats, juxtaposed with our Reform Jewish teenagers, many wearing their women’s march, youth group and NFTY t-shirts.

As I made my way to the Hall of Remembrance, soon followed by our teenagers I had a bit of a mess on my hands. I expected some emotions at the powerful exhibits contained within the museum’s permanent collection. What I could not have planned for was the shock and disbelief of our teens at the other teenagers visiting the museum. We moved to a more appropriate location and spent a few moments processing their encounter with such large numbers of teenagers whose political and religious views, based solely on the hats, t-shirts, and religious iconography they were wearing, differed so drastically from their own. Though they each knew one or two people whose opinions on political issues varied including family members, classmates, and family friends, they had never been around so many people whose views they did not share.

This is the reality of living in our blue bubble in Los Angeles, California. And as a result, in this age of hyper-connectivity, most of us are more disconnected than ever from our fellow Americans.

It is no great secret that when we look at a map during any period of polling or following an election that Americans hold a variety of opinions on political issues and candidates. The challenge today is that the people who vote differently than we do, who support a differently political party, do not live anywhere near us. We don’t run into them at the grocery store, on the ball field, at synagogue, or the mall.

In Los Angeles County for the June 2018 primary election 83% of eligible voters registered to vote.[ii] Of those 83% of voters, 51% registered democrats, 18% registered republican, 2% independent, and less than 1% registered to the Green Party.[iii] In the last presidential election 72% of LA County voters selected Hillary Clinton, 22.5% of voters selected Donald Trump.[iv]

I share these statistics not because they are political. I present them to you to demonstrate the like-mindedness in voting in our county. And what happens here is precisely what is happening all over the country; places are becoming strongly red or blue. Purple, the blending of republicans and democrats leading to hotly contested elections between parties, is elusive on any election map.

In the 2008 book The Big Sort: Why the Clustering of Like-Minded America is Tearing us Apart, Bill Bishop and Robert Cushing deconstruct migration in American in the last several decades and the role that movement has had on many areas, especially elections. Bishop and Cushing found that:

As Americans have moved over the past three decades, they have clustered in communities of sameness, among people with similar ways of life, beliefs, and in the end, politics. … Over the past thirty years, the United States has been sorting itself, sifting at the most microscopic levels of society, as people have packed children, CDs, and the family hound and moved. Between 4 and 5 percent of the population moves each year from one county to another—100 million Americans in the past decade. … When people move they also make choices about who their neighbors will be and who will share their new lives. Those are now political decisions, and they are having a profound effect on the nation’s public life. … In 1976, less than a quarter of Americans lived in places where the presidential election was a landslide. By 2004, nearly half of all voters lived in landslide counties.[v]

Perhaps the great sages Paul Simon and Art Garfunkle said it best when they claimed, “we’ve all gone to look for America.” Communities of overwhelming sameness are not American.  America is a country that thrives upon diversity of all kinds; race, religion, gender, views on foreign aid, big or small government, even sports team allegiance.

When reflecting upon the writers that influenced him, the late Philip Roth beautifully reflected on America of the 20th century. He wrote:

The writers who shaped and expanded my sense of America were mainly small-town Midwesterners and Southerners. None were Jews. What had shaped them was not the mass immigration of 1880-1910, which had severed my family from the Old Country constraints of a ghetto existence… but the overtaking of the farm and the farmer’s indigenous village values by the pervasive business culture and its profit-oriented pursuits. These were writers shaped by the industrialization of agrarian America … which, by providing jobs for that horde of cheap unskilled immigrants, expedited the immigrant absorption into society and the Americanization, largely by way of the public-school system, of the immigrant offspring. … They were made, in short, by the force that has been at the heart of the national experience since the country’s inception, and that drives the national legend still: relentless, destabilizing change and the bewildering conditions that come in its wake—change on the American scale and at the American speed. Radical impermanence as an enduring tradition.[vi]

Roth is describing his personal influences, and simultaneously, he identifies a story that many Ashkenazi Jews will find paralleled in our own families. The experience of our ancestors’ immigration whether we like it or not, is the foundation of our American experience today for we are their inheritors. Instead of doing what they did, adapting to change, we 21st century Americans live with relentless change by closing ourselves off. We isolate ourselves and seek out people with whom we agree. We keep people around who are more and more ‘like us.’

Sameness and uniformity of opinion are not Jewish values. We value healthy debate, discussion, and a multiplicity of opinions! In Mishnah Avot we learn, “every argument for the sake of heaven’s name is destined to endure. But, if it is not for the sake of heaven’s name—it is not destined to endure.”[vii] A disagreement of this type, known as machloket l’shem shamayim, disputes for the sake of Heaven, are best exemplified in our tradition by the schools of Hillel and Shammai whose disputes over matters of law are preserved in the Mishnah and Talmud.

For three years, the House of Hillel and the House of Shammai argued. One said, ‘The halakha [the Jewish legal ruling] is like us,’ and the other said, ‘The halakha is like us.’ A heavenly voice spoke: “These and these are the words of the living God, and the halakha is like the House of Hillel.” A question was raised: Since the heavenly voice declared: “Both these and those are the words of the Living God,” why was the halacha established to follow the opinion of Hillel? It is because the students of Hillel were kind and gracious. [How were they kind and gracious?] They taught their own ideas as well as the ideas from the students of Shammai. Not only for this reason, but they went so far as to teach Shammai’s opinions first.[viii]

Imagine! Two parties disagree over a vital societal issue who are well versed in Jewish law yet they can still disagree productively AND function in society together. It is like the classic rivalry between any two schools. In my family we joke that my parents had a mixed marriage. They both grew up in Los Angeles and my dad attended LA High and my mom went to Fairfax High and yet they created a beautiful home and family. The ancient world of Hillel and Shammai was no different. We learn in the Talmud:

Beit Shammai did not refrain from marrying women from Beit Hillel, nor did Beit Hillel [refrain from marrying women] from Beit Shammai. [With regard to] purity and impurity where these ruled [a matter] pure and these ruled [it] impure, they did not refrain from using [utensils] the other deemed pure.[ix]

Hillel and Shammai’s students weren’t enemies. They were mishpacha, family! They sat at yontif dinner together and did not argue over whether or not the plates were kosher, how Chanukah candles were lit, or the mezuzah was hung the correct way on the door.

I think the nation that we want to live in, the America we want to know is not monolithic. It is multi-faceted, filled with differences that are respected, and replete with a shared patriotism that is enriched by diversity.

Today, Rosh Hashanah, is the birthday of the world, the beginning of humanity. That’s right, it is the celebration of our humanness, not our Jewishness. In this new year the challenge for us is to seek out the humanness in other people, especially those with whom we might disagree.

In his final statement to his fellow citizens, Senator John McCain wrote:

We weaken our greatness when we confuse our patriotism with tribal rivalries that have sown resentment and hatred and violence in all the corners of the globe. We weaken it when we hide behind walls, rather than tear them down, when we doubt the power of our ideals, rather than trust them to be the great force for change they have always been.

We are three-hundred-and-twenty-five million opinionated, vociferous individuals. We argue and compete and sometimes even vilify each other in our raucous public debates. But we have always had so much more in common with each other than in disagreement. If only we remember that and give each other the benefit of the presumption that we all love our country we will get through these challenging times. We will come through them stronger than before. We always do.[x]

We are living in uncertain times. If we want our country back we need to realize that the people with whom we disagree are adversaries not enemies. When we make them enemies we dehumanize them and create unending cycles of hate.

In The Opposite of Hate: A Field Guide to Repairing our Humanity, Sally Kohn writes:

…what neuroscientists have been learning through a massive volume of research in the last few decades—is that like a computer, our brains are made up of hardware and software. The amygdala is part of our hardware and performs the same basic functions in all of us—like a processor or memory card in a computer we all buy from the same store. But what each of our particular amygdalae learns to fear or even hate, that’s what therapist Athena  Staik calls “soft-wired” information—specific coding written by our lives and the society around us. Which means it can be reprogrammed. Doing so starts with awareness.[xi]

Sally Kohn’s book talks about growing our brains. Here at Temple Beth Hillel we help grow hearts. We shape hearts when we are open to innovation and ideas. Open to God or the possibility of God, or comfortable sitting next to someone whose belief in God seems so meaningful to them. We shape hearts when we embrace families of all shapes, sizes, colors, and political leanings. We shape hearts when we use the Jewish values we teach here, to lead us to action in arenas big and small to create the world that we want to see. We shape hearts when we seek first to understand, listening deeply before we rush to judgment in the hallway, the parking lot and the board room. We shape hearts when we prioritize Jewish over convenient.

Our teenagers hearts were shaped that sunny January day in Washington, DC inside the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum. I know this because they took all of the emotions they experienced and translated them into passionate advocacy speeches they delivered to Representative Brad Sherman, Senator Dianne Feinstein, and Senator Kamala Harris on separation of church and state, reproductive choice, and immigration reform. These speeches made a targeted request of our representatives to take a specific action on pending legislation rooted in Jewish values while being polite and professional. It is my hope more of our 8th-12th graders will travel with me this winter to the American South on a special Civil Rights journey so that we can continue forming hearts as we challenge their minds. Please see me after the holiday to find out more or if you are interested in helping to support our teen travel experiences.

May this Rosh Hashanah Day, the first day of this New Year, be the first of a year filled with potential for what will be. May we work and be invigorated in creating the America that we want to have. May we turn our political enemies into adversaries so, though we may never agree, we always remember they were created in the image of God just like we were. May we work tirelessly to grow our hearts and our minds. May we recognize the humanity in every person that we encounter every single time.

Ken y’hi ratzon. May this be God’s will.

[i] http://marchforlife.org/about-us/

[ii] http://elections.cdn.sos.ca.gov/ror/15day-stwddirprim-2018/county.pdf

[iii] http://elections.cdn.sos.ca.gov/ror/15day-stwddirprim-2018/county.pdf

[iv] http://graphics.latimes.com/la-na-pol-2016-election-results-california/

[v] Bishop, Bill and Robert G. Cushing. The Big Sort: Why the Clustering of Like-Minded Americans is Tearing us Apart. p 5.

[vi][vi] Roth, Philip. (2017, June 5) I Have Fallen In Love with American Name. The New Yorker. https://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2017/06/05/i-have-fallen-in-love-with-american-names.

[vii] Avot. 5:17

[viii] Eruvin 13b

[ix] Misnah Yevamot 1:4

[x] https://www.theatlantic.com/politics/archive/2018/08/john-mccains-final-letter-to-america/568669/. August 29, 2018

[xi] Kohn, Sally. The Opposite of Hate: A Field Guide to Repairing our Humanity. P. 149.

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Happy 74th birthday, Mom

Dear Mom,

Happy birthday! It might seem strange to wish you a happy birthday when you’ve been gone now for almost eight years, nevertheless, happy birthday. Early this morning I looked through pictures, so many pictures, and the sadness of not being able to call you and sing felt overwhelming. You would love that and hate it in equal parts.

You’d love it because you loved the attention of a birthday. Always the life of the party and thrilled for any reason to celebrate, birthdays were always something special. I miss hearing your voice sing your ‘happy birthday’ song harmony. You’d hate it because I know you want me out there, living life, doing my thing. And you never liked it when I was sad. So I promise in honor of your birthday, the sadness will be temporary and I will go out and chase the day and bring lots of joy wearing your jewelry.

And don’t worry, MY SISTER and I will celebrate you after Shabbat in the best way we know how.

I miss you and love you forever,


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VoyageLA interview

Thanks for the interview, VoyageLA. You can read it here.

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Getting ready for Sinai

Shabbat Shalom! As Shabbat concludes we have the special opportunity to go from kodesh to kodesh, holy to holy, as Shavuot, the Feast of Weeks, commences. Our tradition teaches that on Shavuot our people stood at Mt. Sinai and established the communal covenant with God as a community for the first time. The Torah is the evidence of this sacred relationship.

This week I had opportunity to summarize each Torah portion in just a few words. So, I am re-posting that effort here because you may learn something and want to study a little bit more. Feel free to ask me questions, too. The audience for this list were 5th graders by the way.


Bereshit – Two creation stories, Garden of Eden

Noach – Story of Noah and the flood, Tower of Babel

Lech L’cha – Meet Abram, the first Jew. Hagar has a son. The making of the covenant

Vayera – Sarah finds out she will have a child. Story of Sodom and Gemorrah. Binding of Isaac

Chayei Sarah – Sarah dies. Abraham makes arrangements for a wife for Isaac

Toldot – Jacob and Esau are born. Sibling rivalry

Vayetze – Jacob leaves home and goes to his uncle’s. Jacob’s ladder. The first stories about Jacob’s growing family.

Vayishlach – Jacob and Esau reunite. The bad situation with Dina. Rachel dies as does Isaac.

Vayeishev – The beginning of the musical Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat

Miketz – The end of the musical mentioned above. Joseph sees his brother’s again.

Vayigash – Joseph reveals himself to his brothers and the family reunites in Egypt

Vayehi – Recounting of Jacob’s life and his final blessings to his children.


Shemot – We meet Moses. Moses grows up an Egyptian prince. Moses does something bad. Moses flees and meets God for the first time at a bush that is on fire but is not consumed.

Vaeira – God and Moses make some arrangements. Moses goes to Pharaoh and says, “Let my people go!” plagues begin

Bo – Plagues continue. The Israelites get out of Egypt

Beshallach – the crossing of the Sea of Reeds, the people are really free!

Yitro – The Israelites get to Mt. Sinai and the 10 commandments are given.

Mishpatim – lots and lots of laws are given in this Torah portion

Teruma – Instructions to build the Mishkan, the tabernacle, are given in detail (dolphin skins included!)

Tetzaveh – the clothes the priests will wear are described in detail here

Ki Tissa – Aaron and some Israelites build the Golden Calf, bad idea.

Vayakhel-Pekudei – Reminders to observe Shabbat, the building of the Mishkan is completed. God’s presence fills the space at the conclusion of this book of Torah.


Vayikra – the beginnings of the sacrificial cult, the way the Israelites are going to worship God are described

Tzav – more sacrifice descriptions and the details of the ordination of the priests (Aaron and his sons)

Shemini – Beginning of the usage of the altar for sacrifices. Two of Aaron’s sons get in big trouble for not following directions

Tazria-Metzora – purification rituals are described and biblical medical treatments, too

Acharei Mot-Kedoshim – Laws of Yom Kippur and how the Israelites are going to be a holy community are included here

Emor – Holiday observances are detailed

Behar-Behukotai – Laws of sabbatical and jubilee years and a lot of rewards and punishments for following rules


B’midbar – a big census

Naso – some unique rituals included here, including the laws of the Nazarite

Beha’alotecha – setting up the menorah, 2nd Passover, and some complaining and speaking ill of others

Sh’lach Lecha – 12 spies are sent out to check out the land of Israel. Their report has important consequences

Korach – Korach leads a rebellion against Moses and Aaron

Chukat – Red heifer ritual, Miriam dies, Moses gets angry and strikes a rock. Aaron dies.

Balak – Balak wants to curse the Israelites, it doesn’t work out the way he thinks and includes a talking donkey

Pinhas – Zealousness is brought out here. Inheritance for woman is a big issue, offerings for holidays, too.

Mattot-Masei – laws about vows and who the arch-enemies of the Israelites are. Distribution of land and the inheritance for woman issue is reprised


Devarim – Moses reminds the people of their journeys in the wilderness

V’etchanan – Moses reminds the people of the rules. The Shema and V’ahavta are in this Torah portion, too

Eikev – Moses is still talking. Reminders of the special relationship mGod the Israelites possess and some of the experiences since Egypt

Re’eh – Israelites have some choices, a life of blessings or curses. Review of kosher laws.

Shoftim – Judicial procedures and laws of war

Ki Teitze – a cool mixture of 72 different commandments

Ki Tavo – foreshadowing the Israelites’ life in the land of Israel

Nitavim-Vayelech – We are reminded to choose life and that the covenant is with us, too. Moses calls the people together to hear his final poem.

Ha’azinu – Moses’s final poem.

V’zot Habracha – The end of the Torah. Moses dies.

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To a RHSOE graduate

This year I served as a member of the Clinical Faculty of the Rhea Hirsch School of Education at the Hebrew Union College-Jewish Institute of Religious Jack H. Skirball Campus. It was an honor to mentor a student in his work at Temple Beth Hillel. Today, the day of his graduation, I was able to offer him this blessing:

Time, precious time, continues to be a blessing and a curse. And so, as we do, I thought to turn to words from our Kohelet, Ecclesiastes, that marvelous source of wisdom and guidance, to reflect and to bless you on your journey.

לכל זמן ועת לכל-חפץ תחת השמים:

A season is set for everything, a time for every experience under heaven.

So too, The Rhea Hirsch School of Education sets a lesson for everything, a time for every educative experience under heaven.

A time for Understanding by Design, and a time for throwing out the plan and generating a new one.

A time for John Dewey’s constructivism and a time for E.D. Hirsch‘s core knowledge in our Jewish educational settings.

A time for the structural frame. A time for the human resources frame. A time for the cultural frame. A time for the political frame.

A time for Bloom’s Taxonomy and a time for Piaget’s theory of cognitive development.

A time for a Dewey-ian deliberation and a time for noticing, appreciating, and wondering.

A time for a supervision cycle and a time for a walk-through.

A time for project based learning and a time for memorization of facts.

A time for camp and a time for the classroom.

A time to lead as a teacher and a time to engage as a student,.

A time to see the forest and a time to study each tree.

There is a proper time for it all.

May you go from strength to strength with your expanded tool kit to teach the next generation of our people. Amen.

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What does it mean to stop and remember?

Today is Yom HaShoah v’haGevurah, literally translated as Day (of remembrance) of the Holocaust and Heroism. Are you able to find a moment to stop and remember?

I am worried that we, as an American Jewish society, are getting worse at remembering. It is like we are losing the muscles.

Today is Yom HaShoah, next week is Yom HaZikaron, the Memorial Day for Israel’s fallen heroes that immediately precedes Yom Ha’atzmaut. In the 70 years that we are joyously celebrating Israel’s statehood, so many have lost their lives for the cause.

In Israel, this moment of stopping is nationwide and it looks something like this, https://www.timesofisrael.com/israel-solemnly-remembers-6-million-victims-on-holocaust-remembrance-day/

Last week on the final day of Passover was Yizkor, one of the four times of the year we gather to recite memorial prayers for our beloved dead (Yom Kippur, the last day of Sukkot, and Shavuot are the other days). As the prayer leader I was extremely worried that we would not have a minyan, a quorum of 10 for prayer. I go to Yizkor because my mother died (in Jewish tradition one recites these prayers for a spouse, parent, sibling, or child). I know that I am not the only person in my congregation who has lost a parent, unfortunately. Why was the sanctuary mostly empty? I truly intend this question without judgment, I am really seeking to understand. Feel free to leave a comment on this post with your idea.

What does it mean to stop and remember? What does it mean for us as Jews? As Americans? Hopefully we can continue to exercise those remembrance muscles.

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What can one accomplish in 39 years?

Today marks the 50th anniversary of the murder of Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. He was 39 years old. Dr. King was a tremendous person, and like all people, imperfect. In just 39 years he was a pastor and leader of his flock in congregations in Montgomery and Atlanta. He received advanced degrees and built a family.

In the eleven-year period between 1957 and 1968, King traveled over six million miles and spoke over twenty-five hundred times, appearing wherever there was injustice, protest, and action; and meanwhile he wrote five books as well as numerous articles (from here).

His words, both in written and aural format inspired our nation to reconsider laws, social norms, and institutional biases that were unfair, unjust, and morally wrong. And yet, we as a nation have so much work to do.

Dr. King’s life was taken violently, he was a victim of gun violence.

He did so much in 39 years.

I am feeling the weight of the notion of legacy as my 39th birthday approaches in a few months. How will I create the world that I want to live in?

If you are able to do so, I hope you will consider joining me tonight in Los Angeles at this event. It will be my honor to represent Temple Beth Hillel and the Jewish community during the program. Details here.

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Happy Passover and Happy 100th birthday, Papa

Happy Passover, Chag Pesach Sameach! Tonight as my family gathers around my Seder table (spoiler alert Seder guests) we will also remember my Papa who would have turned 100 today.

There is, perhaps, no better day to honor his birth. Passover is a holiday where we commemorate a journey and Papa loved to travel (granted the Exodus from Egypt probably did not have accommodations that were quite his style). Papa had no greater delight than celebrating with his family and so tonight, though three sons and three grandchildren’s families will be there in spirit, JAS, SJS and I will bring our families together to connect with our tradition, eat delicious food, and celebrate.

It will be a great honor for me to lead the seder with DLE, just like he did when I was a young girl. While our Hebrew pronunciation would be slightly different, his pride would know no bounds at And as we look to his kiddush cup, this year to be used as Elijah’s cup, we will drink the sweet wine and celebrate Robert Steinman’s enduring legacy, the sweetness of freedom, and sacred time shared with family and friends. May we all have a liberating Passover.

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What does a rabbi look like? Do you envision the rabbi of your childhood when you picture a rabbi? Is it an iteration of Tevye the lead character from Fiddler on the Roof? At the annual convention fo the Central Conference of American Rabbis (CCAR) this question was posed in a myriad of ways, especially as the work of the Task Force on Women in the Rabbinate led a program on creating cultural change. 45 years after the ordination of the first female rabbi in North America, too many people struggle to break that old image. One way Reform Rabbis the CCAR is changing the narrative is the hashtag and amazing photos, #ThisIsWhatARabbiLooksLike (I encourage you to search for this hashtag on your favorite social media platform).

By elevating the voice of the Reform rabbinate in the press, on social media, in the coffee shop, in the classroom, in the hospital room, and in the communal organization, Reform Rabbis are changing the perception of what a rabbi looks like.

A rabbi is tall. A rabbi is short. A rabbi is strong. A rabbi is differently able. A rabbi is a woman. A rabbi is a man. A rabbi is trans. This is what a rabbi looks like. Rabbis reflect the beautiful tapestry of humanity.

As I’ve been thinking and reflecting at the annual convention about these issues my amazing colleague at Temple Beth Hillel sent me the following photo and text.

“Ariela says, ‘this is Rabbi Ellie in the front.’”

As part of young Ariela’s imaginary play, one of her rabbis participates! This too is what a rabbi looks like.

And the next day this arrived:

“Today you are the top doll. She also said you like zebras.”

Thank God, children with the their profound imagination really understand what rabbis look like. May we continue to learn from them.

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When I was five years old I started piano lessons. For my parents, especially MY MOM, it was extremely important that music play a role in my life. I took lessons on my grandmother’s piano. My grandmother died when MY MOM was fourteen. That piano and music were one of the primary ways that I connected with her memory. The Chickering parlor grand piano had a prominent place in our living room, in fact it was the first thing that you saw upon entering our house in Los Angeles. I took weekly lessons and learned to plunk out notes. And in time I was playing Bach, Beethoven, Mozart and others.

When I was in third grade in my public school we had the opportunity to select an instrument for orchestra. I selected the clarinet. So for one academic year I played that woodwind. I would never become Benny Goodman.

The next year string instruments became an option and I switched to cello. Because I was able to read music, I was allowed this flexibility of instrument.

In the meanwhile, piano lessons were ongoing.

When we moved to Minnesota, I switched from orchestra or band to choir. Eventually as I got older, I think the tenth grade, my piano lesson days came to an end. I was still singing in choirs in my schools (for the record I attended public schools for elementary and secondary schooling). I did take guitar lessons for a bit, too.

When I went to college I elected to sing in the University Chorus for two years. In addition to a full academic course load, this was one of my extra-curricular activities. Music was always important to me.

Last year, I started taking guitar lessons again because I use my guitar in my work as a rabbi and I like it. (I have the greatest guitar teacher. (Happy to make a recommendation if you’d like. Use the ‘contact’ option to be in touch). Making music lowers my stress and I love it.

This past week, during Purim celebrations, I found myself as the page-turner. I am so incredibly grateful that I am able to read music and play multiple instruments. Thanks MOM and DAD for all of those music lessons. All of these years later they are still paying off.

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