Here in this apartment I have much more time
to think about what I haven’t thought about
maybe ever maybe for years like what ever happened
to two cousins I saw once or twice. My mother had two siblings
who were in touch but the third, exotic name Dolly,
maybe I saw her three or four times. Dolly lived in Minneapolis.
They weren’t estranged. Just distant. You might want to know
the difference .Distance is not ok but isn’t as bad as estranged.
Dolly had two daughters and last night I tried to find them. Not yet.
Yesterday my gym, a JCC, had a student rabbi call
to see how I was. Gym as synagogue now.
Haim from North Carolina. How
can I help he asked. Tell me about yourself I said
and Haim, young and articulate, explained he was home schooled
in a small town in North Carolina not too far from Greensboro.
He didn’t know why they chose to call him Haim. After UNC
he went to Jerusalem and that’s where he decided on rabbi.
We talked for a while and I wondered,
if I do find my cousins, what would we say.
I loved this one – I seem to have a new favorite every other week. I feel like getting this email each day is another social outreach and one I look forward to. (ok not grammatical but heartfelt)
thank you thank you thank you xxxx
I love this, I’m also remembering people I’ve forgotten to remember. Makes me think of the amazing potter from South Carolina, Dave the Slave, who became Dave Drake after he was freed. He often wrote on his jugs. One said, “I wonder where is all my relation/Friendship to all and every nation.”
Missing you and Peter very much, sending love and hoping you well be well.
MUCH LOVE TO YOU GUYS XXXX
I was adopted as a 4-day old infant (75 years ago) never really looked for birth parents (a different time) my son, however, has been very interested and found both of them – now some relatives have reached out – I never answered – now that I have no excuses and a lot of time I think I will – stay tuned
what a story Judy
Love to hear all of it