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 Yom Kippur and Rosh Hashana didn’t sued to be my favorite Jewish holidays but probably with the coming of Tuvia I found more peace in their celebration.  I enjoy the synagogue we attend, a very funky one in Hoboken where the rabbi is very inspirational in a  modern, less conventional way.  I guess it helps too that he plays guitar, not on the holidays though.  I actually enjoy his sermons.  He often connects them to literature or political issues of the day.  I love the place, restored after a long period of decay and emptiness and now the place and the congregation are flourshing with a mix of ages and on the holidays the place is filled to beyond capacity.  We are very well treated.  Tuvia’s sons have served as presidents and let their mark.  His daughter-in-law reads torah and his grandaughter is now the choir.  There’s lots of good reasons for us to attend.

It’s a first for us to be leaving for Israel a few hours after we break the fast, but it worked out best for us to be in Israel during this 2-week period.  The weather will be great, it was terribly cold when we were there in January and the day after we get back I will be racing with lots of upcoming events.

So I am packed now and ready to eat dinner at 4:00 to be in synagogue before sundown.  Kol Nidre, a powerful prayer to usher in Yom Kippur.  Lots of standing, repeated 7 times and the best is having Tuvia at my side.

I do have to write about the HVWP meeting last night.