This past Shabbat morning, August 6th,
tremontstshul had a farewell kiddush in my honor.
I got to stand up and say a few words (it was Parshat Dvarim, get it??) -- although I wasn't sure if I felt more like the Israelites about to cross the Jordan (which, as I pointed out, in Italian is il
Giordano), or like Moshe admonishing the Israelites by way of a
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