moon traveller herald

The Parking Space A fellow is struggling to find an open parking space  in a crowded city. He has an important meeting. A half hours goes by as he is driving around and he is getting very frustrated. He's not very religious - has given up many of the ways of his folks.  But he needs a parking place, please, G*d. He decides to call on G*d. "Lord, I know I haven't been very reverent or faithful. I don't sit shiva. But," he says aloud as he drives around and around the block, "if you will find me a parking place, I will return to the synagogue." "Help me and I will be thankful. I will change my ways!" Just at that moment, he sees a parking place open up! And he says: "Oh! Wow! Never mind, Lord, I just found a space!" Cleaning the garage One Father’s Day past, visiting the home-house, with not much to offer in way of a gift. But, the same as in most any visit, I asked if there was a chore I could  help with, and ended up sweep...

Thinking now and recalling one Father’s Day past. I was visiting the Hingham Mass home-house, with not much to offer in way of a gift. But, the same as in most any visit, I asked if there was a chore I could  help with, and ended up sweeping out the garage. It was a beautiful day with sunlight streaming in through the open garage door – the dust specks  kicked up by my brooming looked like little gold planets in the streams of light -- and my father was there, watching approvingly as I swept up. All of a sudden he looked at me, smiled, and said: “You know, Jack, you were the answer to our prayers!” I was taken aback, wow! Then he continued. “You weren’t what we prayed for, Jack, but you certainly were the answer to our prayers!”