I woke up to the Morning After.
The house is so quiet after all the noise.
Eighteen years of good noise and bad noise.
* * *
Last night was surreal.
In the Holyland, where August is top tourist season, the airport was a sad skeleton of its formal self. A couple of hundred Ultra orthodox families seemed to be the only passengers…. enough to maybe fill two planes… (United and Delta).
Two days ago, A friend, who moved her family to Texas in June, had warned me that COVID protocol means only travelers May enter the airport terminal.
I knew I better find a way to do make his send off as special as possible for him and for us….
I once again called out to my village and they answered.
With the help of a journalist friend, Josh Aro and through his connections with the top management of the Israel Airport Authority, we were blessed to be able to send Amit off in our Vigoda -style, usual, out-of-the-box, bombastic way.
It was grand and I didn’t cry (publicly)
Thanks again to the helpers.
And Amit Vigoda, I say to you, as I said to your brothers when they drafted to the military,
GO IN PEACE AND RETURN IN PEACE… and in between…
Respect yourself and those around you
…and I add…
HAVE FUN (because after all, University is not the military).
We are ALL rooting for you and in our tradition, we say….
בָּרוּךְ אַתָּה ה’ אֱלֹהֵינוּ מֶלֶךְ הָעוֹלָם”
“שֶׁהֶחֱיָנוּ וְקִיְּמָנוּ וְהִגִיעָנוּ לַזְּמַן הַזֶּה
“Blessed are You Lord our God, Ruler of the Universe who has given us life, sustained us, and allowed us to reach this day.”