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Sunday, December 26, 2004

 

Chassidus Interupted

I recieved this email:

"Hi,
I met your cousin Jonathan obm serveral times . He seemed a very sensitive caring kind soul. I remember him remarking to my uncle how he admired me for rebelling against my upbringing and going to college etc. I run a blog which you may find interesting http://chassidusinterrupted.blogspot.com/

Much success"

I rememember Jonathan telling me about friends that he had that broke out of the community. He spoke about wanting to change places with them. He could pretend to be them, have a pedigree so he could get married, and in exchange, he would help them get out of the community, since he had connections on the outside. He would joke that he could run an "underground railroad".

Saturday, December 18, 2004

 

Hanukkah

Jonathan had this fabulous oil menorah. He said it was a Hasidic Menorah. Each year since his death I would light his menorah, and cry. I would think how his last year he kept saying, "its hanukkah, and I can't believe i'm still alive." That last year he had to buy a new menorah because he couldn't find the one he had. He didn't think he was going to need it. but, by some miracle, he lasted another year.

This year my oldest daughter (age 7) asked me not to light Jonathan's menorah, because whenever I light it I would cry. And she doesn't want me to cry. So this year, I kept Joni's menorah in the closet, and we lit candles on the menorah's that my children made in their classes.

Maybe next year I'll buy an oil menorah of my own.

Happy Hanukkah.

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