It has been just over 24 hours, but so many eloquent and inspiring words have been written in memory of Elie Weisel. There is little to add to the many eulogies and essays that have appeared everywhere but I will try to add my own words, inadequate as they may be.

After a period of silence, Elie Weisel dared to present to the world his theological and philosophical struggles in light of his horrifying experience during the Shoah. By doing so, he told us all that it is reasonable, in fact, it is obligatory for us to wrestle with this world- and with God.

He came out of the Shoah believing that Never Again meant not only that we had to protect ourselves as a people but that Never Again meant Never Anywhere to Anybody and he tirelessly worked for human rights for those suffering throughout the world while always remembering his own people and our struggles.

Elie Weisel awakened us to many suffering communities and nations including the Jews of the former Soviet Union. In his book: “The Jews of Silence”, he let us all know about what he had seen in the U.S.S.R. and that book was a major factor in launching the Soviet Jewry movement which eventually celebrated the release of hundreds of thousands of Jews from modern day slavery.

There is one other point that I want to add. Elie Weisel was able to smile.

In spite of so much oppression that he suffered and that he witnessed, Elie Weisel was able to appreciate the beauty of the world and the importance of relationships with others. He did not give up on his faith in humanity.

While it is perhaps one of the least important accomplishment in his life, Elie Weisel did something that most people do not remember. But, I certainly do. He threw out the first ball in the 2nd game of the World Series in 1986 between the Mets and the Red Sox. There is a whole story about that that you can read on line. I mention it only because it shows a person who was able to inspire us with the loftiest dreams and remind us of our greatest obligations while remaining always a mentsch.

Usually we say: “May his memory be for a blessing”. This time we don’t have to say that. It always will be. May he rest in peace and may we continue to be

Last night, I had the privilege of attending and participating in a discussion at the Islamic Center of Ann Arbor. The title of the conversation was “Positive Reactions to Islamaphobia”. The community was invited to attend and to share thoughts about the growing persecution of Muslims in this country and the fear that many are feeling especially in light of the murders in North Carolina last week.(The entire story about these murders has not been uncovered. It is not known whether and to what degree the fact that the victims were Muslims motivated the killer but clearly this and other incidents do cause great concern among Muslims in the United States.)

When I first heard of this story, I sent an email to a Muslim woman who is on the board of the Interfaith Roundtable of Washtenaw County and expressed my condolences and concern. The email was shared with the community and was greatly appreciated and I was glad to be able to attend last night’s meeting.

The meeting was attended by a large number of members of the Muslim community and several clergy and others from religious communities throughout Ann Arbor. The head of outreach for the mosque, who moderated the discussion, announced the center’s intention to communicate better what Islam stands for through a series of educational programs open to the community. Then,  a microphone was passed around to those in attendance who wished to share some thoughts.

I expressed to the gathered audience my concern for the safety and security of Muslims here in Ann Arbor and throughout the country and I pledged our congregation’s support for their community and thanked them for the opportunity to attend.  But, I also put it into a context, reminding everyone of our deep concern for our brothers and sisters who are suffering from anti-Semitic attacks in Europe and even in the US. I said that we needed all people of faith to stand up for our people in danger just as we recognize our responsibility to protect everyone in this country and to work to rid this world of persecution against people based on religion.

I am quite sure that I speak for all non-Muslims in attendance when I say that we were waiting for a strong statement against terror and it did come. One member of the mosque spoke clearly, eloquently and without equivocation or hesitation to condemn those who, in the name of Islam, commit acts of terror and violence, specifically mentioning the beheading and burning of those of other faiths which are taking place in the Middle East. This man left no question in anyone’s mind that   the Muslim community recognizes the horrors of what ISIS and other groups are doing and he made it absolutely clear by quoting the Koran that Islam respects those of all faiths who believe in God.

One person does not speak for the entire Muslim people any more than one person speaks for all Jews. But, his passionate words were important for all of us to hear.

We live in very difficult times. But, for one evening, there was a face to face opportunity to listen to the concerns of a community and to share our hope for mutual respect and mutual concern. It wasn’t a night brimming with idealistic, naive hope. It was, however, a start,  a moment in which people of different faiths pledged to care about each other.

Although our first concern is the fate of our brothers and sisters here, in Europe and throughout the world, we can not go on this path alone. We need others to be concerned for our people just as we must be concerned for others. My hope for our community, for our nation and our world is that we will always stand up for each other and I was proud to express that hope and that promise publicly last evening.

For the sake of completeness, I will leave this post up but I have to say that my thoughts have changed on this issue in the last couple of days. I am now inclined to believe that this entire issue was overblown (sorry!) and to believe the statements that Bill Belichick made on Saturday. While I still am open to the possibility that the Patriots purposefully altered the footballs illegally, I refer you to my latest Facebook posts which are much more supportive of the Pats and critical of the farce this entire issue has become. RD

It arrived in the mail today. But, somehow it doesn’t look like it did when I ordered it.

Last Sunday evening, in the wake of the New England Patriots’ crushing victory over the Colts in the AFC Championship Game, I ordered a wool, winter hat with the Patriots’ logo on it. Actually, it isn’t the current logo, it’s the old logo which I grew up with: a minuteman type character centering a football. I always loved that logo and preferred it to buying an “AFC Champions” shirt because I wanted to hold out for buying a “Super Bowl Champions” shirt if the opportunity arose. I went to bed that night very happy and was only mildly amused on Monday morning to hear that there was some issue with the footballs used by the Patriots during the game.

Of course, it turned out that this seemingly trivial issue has turned into a scandal which has hit all the front pages, all the nightly newscasts and keeps getting more and more bizarre as accusations and denials fly though the air.

For those who haven’t been paying attention, it seems that the footballs used by the Patriots when they were on offense (each time provides its own footballs when it is on offense- I didn’t know that before this week) were under inflated below the standard that the league provides. Clearly, this gave the Patriots some kind of an advantage as their quarterback, Tom Brady, has often stated that he likes the balls to be lighter while other quarterbacks prefer heavier footballs. He feels they give him a better grip. But, these were tested after a question was raised and found to be significantly below the required minimum weight.

So, there we are. If this is true and no other explanation can be found for why the balls turned out to be underweight, then the assumption has to be that the Patriots cheated their way into the Super Bowl. And that hurts. It hurts badly. It hurts me because as much as I like my teams to win, it seems that this would be a blatant, arrogant action which would make a mockery of the league and its rules. For someone who likes sports as I do and who sees my Boston and New England teams as a way to connect with my childhood home, I feel like I have been cheated. I’ve watched and cheered for this team and would be deeply disappointed and angry if these allegations are in fact true.

But, before I burn the hat and find something else to do next Sunday, I want to wait to make sure, and it hasn’t been ascertained for sure yet, that the story is as the accusers say. We are in our tradition supposed to judge someone “lichaf zichut”, with the benefit of the doubt and even in a situation like this one, in which the Patriots had previously been caught doing something illegal several years ago, one should still lean on the side of giving the benefit of the doubt.

So, I’m willing to wait to hear more information. In the meantime, let me mention two issues that are being raised to try to argue on the Patriots’ behalf. One makes a difference to me, one does not. The one that does not matter to me is the fact that the Pats would have won this game one way or the other. They completely crushed the Colts and they beat them on defense (using the Colts’ footballs) and beat them with a running game which presumably is not helped significantly by the weight of the football. So, according to this theory: no harm done. But, I can’t accept that. It’s wrong one way or the other and it has no bearing on whether the course of the game was changed because of the weight of the ball.

However, the other issue is more critical. The other issue is the point  now being made  that many, many quarterbacks do something to the balls to make them more to their liking and that often these go beyond actions permitted by the league. Whether it is scuffing up a football or making it heavier or lighter, some claim this is common to the league. That perhaps might explain why the officials didn’t stop the game when they picked up the noticeably lighter footballs: they were used to it, they’d seen it often before and knew that if they called attention to it, they would be being inconsistent. Now, the fact that others do it doesn’t make it right but it does raise the question as to why this issue is being raised now and why the Patriots should be singled out for criticism. If the league has been “letting things go”, to suddenly become strict doesn’t seem fair.

But, in the end, if we were to hear without question after the NFL investigation results are made public, that the Patriots did in fact willingly and knowingly break the rules in a way giving them a distinct advantage, it will take a lot of fun out of what could be one of the greatest Super Bowls ever with the Seahawks’ tremendous defense against a Patriots offense which seems at times unstoppable. If the results show purposeful cheating, I’ll  probably still watch the game but I have to be honest, my heart won’t really be in it and I won’t wear the hat. Bending the rules in sports is a common practice and I’m willing to concede that a lot of what we’re hearing comes from “Patriot Haters” of which there are many. But, it wouldn’t change the fact that the team I have been proud to cheer for will have let me down. Worse things have happened in my life, of course, but should it all be true, it hurts and hurts bad.

As most of you probably know, I am a loyal fan of the New England Patriots. After so many decades of suffering with the Pats, the last 13 years have been so much fun and the team has rewarded their fans with 3 Super Bowl Championships and we certainly have hopes this year.

While I haven’t quite become a Detroit Lions’ fan over the past 26 years I’ve lived in Michigan, I have a soft spot in my heart for them and hope that someday, sometime, they will reward their fans with a championship although even one post season win would be a good place to start.

I watched most of yesterday’s Lions-Cowboys game and really thought that the Lions were going to pull it out somehow but it wasn’t to be. But, of course, everyone who watched the game today is talking about the very unusual event which took place in the 4th quarter when the Cowboys were called for defensive pass interference on a key play. The penalty would have given the Lions, who were ahead at the time, a first down in Cowboys territory with 6 minutes left in the game. After the call was announced on the field and the TV announcers and their “expert on NFL rules” all agreed that the call was correct, the referees reversed their ruling said it was not a penalty without giving any explanation as to why the “flag was picked up”. Of course, the Cowboys went on to win the game.

The game took place in Dallas, the home of the Cowboys who have in recent years been a disappointment . This is the team that was once called “America’s team” and some wonder whether the NFL would have a reason to want to see the Cowboys succeed. So, immediately people began to speculate as to whether the reversal of the call might have had something to do with the desire on the part of the league that the Cowboys win the game.

But, things really got interesting when it was reported in several media outlets that the head of officiating for the NFL had been on a Dallas Cowboys “party bus” during  the summer smiling with the owners of the team. Apparently, a video shows him looking in the words on one site “chummy” with team executives and the owner’s son.

Now, let me be very clear right here. I have no idea whether that means anything or not. And, I certainly don’t want to appear to be claiming that the reversal of the penalty call had anything to do with some kind of a desire that the Cowboys win or was a kind of a payback to a “friend” of the boss of the referees. I have no idea whether that’s the case and can’t be the judge.

So, why bring it all up? Because it is the ideal way to teach a concept of Jewish law called “Marit Ayin”, literally: “How it looks to the eye”.

According to Jewish legal tradition, one must avoid something that appears to be illegal or improper even if it is not. One must be very careful not to give the impression of impropriety even if no such impropriety exists. Thus, it would seem to me that the director of officials should not have been on “the party bus” with Dallas Cowboys’ officials even if it was completely harmless and had no effect whatsoever on the ruling on the field yesterday or at any other game.

Let me give you a couple of quick examples of “marit ayin”. According to Jewish law, if one is serving something that looks like it is not kosher (think almond milk at a meat meal or artificial bacon bits made of soy), one should have the packaging on the table so it is clear to everyone what is being served. There is no reason why eating either of these should be prohibited but one must be careful not to give the appearance that real milk at a meat meal or real bacon would be kosher.

Another example: if a couple comes to me to officiate at their wedding and want to have a more contemporary ketuba, wedding document, I will tell them they must also sign a “traditional” Conservative ketuba. But, if they want the contemporary ketuba signed and displayed publicly at the wedding, I will agree to that but will be very careful to say publicly that the couple also signed a traditional ketuba which is required according to Jewish law. This is done so as not to give the impression that the non-traditional ketuba is acceptable in and of itself.

And, finally a story: when I was working at Camp Ramah, we used to have small single serving boxes of cereal at breakfast. There was a rule that the kids could not take the boxes out of the hadar ochel, the dining room, and eat them either  in the bunks because of a fear of bugs and other animals (and to prevent waste). The kids were all aware of this rule and one morning I saw one of my campers with a box of cereal on the road back to the bunk. I reminded him of the rule and took it away from him. A minute later, while I was still holding the cereal, a bunch of campers from another bunk saw me and started complaining about how the rules were only for the kids and not for the staff and making fun of me for breaking the rule. I explained it patiently to them but they refused to believe my story. That is clearly marit ayin.

So, who knows if there was anything behind this non-penalty in the Lions game. What is important is that a person in a position of responsibility should not give any impression of impropriety because one can never tell the assumptions it leaves people with.

Good luck to the Lions next year. And, of course, Go Patriots!

We learned the news last week of the death of Rabbi Harold Schulweis, a noted Conservative Rabbi and teacher. I hope that you will take a moment to read any of the obituaries that were written about this man who was such an influential teacher and leader of the Jewish community. He impacted his community in Los Angeles and the Jewish community throughout the world in critical ways. His synagogue and the organizations he founded and participated in are examples of visionary leadership and courageous teaching.

On the second day of Rosh Hashana 2000, I spoke about a book that Rabbi Schulweis had written called: “For Those Who Can’t Believe”. It was then and remains one of the most inspiring books I have ever read on Jewish thought and I urge you all to get a copy and to read it. I certainly agree with the basic premises of the book, but, agree or disagree, I think you will find it thought provoking and worth serious consideration.

I am about to begin a three month “partial Sabbatical” during which I hope to conclude a writing project which I have been working on for years and begin some others (in addition to doing some other work as well). The first step towards these other writing projects involved gathering all of the sermons and articles I have written over the years and organizing them. I have accomplished much of that task over the past two weeks and have found, to my great regret, that some of my sermons are still missing due to my failure to file them properly. Included in the list of the missing is the second half of the sermon I gave on Rabbi Schulweis’ book.

I will continue to look for it but for now, I will share with you the first part of that sermon and hopefully it will encourage you to take a look at the book in question:

I picked up a book a few months ago. It had been recommended to me by a colleague. It is called: “For Those Who Can’t Believe”. This is one phenomenal book.

In it, the author, Rabbi Harold Schulweis presents a convincing, straightforward case for religious faith in light of doubters who claim that it is archaic, irrational, anti-intellectual and interferes with the ability to make the most of our life. He makes a passionate claim for a faith which is not full of the old simple answers to difficult questions but one which challenges, uplifts, comforts and, most importantly, which insures that our role as human beings is not undermined by too great a dependence on God.

For Those Who Can’t Believe is the title. I read it because I am one of those. I am one of those who can not believe.

Strange spot for a Rabbi to be in, being one who can’t believe.

Before you get the wrong idea, let me be a bit more specific.

It’s not that I can’t believe in God. I can and I do.

It’s not that I can’t believe in Jewish tradition and Jewish law’s authority in our lives. I can and I do.

It’s not that I can’t believe that my life is improved, its meaning deepened, its foundation strengthened by a belief in God. I can and I do.

My faith in God has changed over the years as has, or at least should, everyone’s, but it has remained the foundation of who I am and how I approach the world.

So, why then did I read a book called: “For Those Who Can’t Believe” and consider myself one of those addressed in the title?

Because I needed a reminder of what it is I believe and while no one can speak for my beliefs except myself, Rabbi Schulweis does come very close. He reminded me what it is that I believe.

I still can believe and what Rabbi Schulweis’ book did was made me see once again the beauty, the consistency and the meaning in an approach to Judaism similar to that framed by so many of my teachers who believed in a God who creates, who teaches, who cares for us, believes in us and fashioned a world in which we, under Divine influence, can transform this world into paradise.

So, why was I having a crisis of faith? I was having a crisis of faith because I see so many popular approaches to Judaism today going in directions that I can not personally endorse. It doesn’t mean they’re wrong. It doesn’t mean they’re not authentic. It just means that as a Rabbi, I can’t lie to people and tell them I believe what I don’t. And I needed to read a book which reminded me that the “old time Judaism” of the 70’s and 80’s which I had bought into and invested my life in still made sense to me. The Judaism of Harold Kushner’s When Bad Things Happen to Good People, of Neil Gillman’s Sacred Fragments of a tradition inspired by people from all branches of Judaism: from those on the left to Yitz Greenberg and even Rabbi Soloveitchik, zichrono livracha, who saw Judaism as a rational, academically and intellectually defensible faith which sought to add an element of mystery and irrationality to our lives to help us deal with the world more meaningfully. That to me was spirituality.

Rabbi Schulweis wrote this book in 1993 to appeal to a generation which had strayed from God because they thought it was beneath them. But, I read the book seven years later in a different way. I read it as one who sees trends around the Jewish community which redefine spirituality and use different words and different goals to talk about what God is about in the Jewish faith. And, while I say kol hakavod to all who embrace them and hope deeply that nothing I say this morning will discourage them or make them feel excluded, I have to say in this public forum that I am not there.

While I don’t have the rest of the sermon in my file, I can tell you that it went on to express concern about certain approaches to Judaism. One of those approaches that I was concerned about is an approach which speaks of using prayer and observance of ritual to insure receiving a positive response from God to bring us a life of goodness and blessing. The other approach was that which concentrated on a personal, internal, spiritual relationship with God which distances oneself from responsibilities to community or to the world.

I find both of these approaches to be troubling and saw Schulweis’ book as a more meaningful and rational way of thinking about faith: a faith in God which encourages us to do Divine work on earth.It is a faith in God which emphasizes our responsibility as human beings and also emphasizes relationships as evidenced by this quote from the book: “Godliness, like love, is located not “in me” or “in you” but “between us”…In Judaism the importance of “betweeness” is expressed in the high value the tradition places on community…relationships serve as the spiritual material out of which the idea of God is formed.”

I will continue to search for the rest of the sermon and will share it with you if and when I find it. But, I wanted to post the incomplete version in tribute to my teacher, may his memory be for a blessing. I hope that you will be inspired to read this book and think about what it truly means to believe in God.

Once again, this nation faces the questions of justice and equality stemming from the killing of a young African American man by a law enforcement official. The tragic killing of Michael Brown in Ferguson, Missouri by Officer Darren Wilson was sadly a story so similar to those we have seen before.

I have to make my standard comment that “I wasn’t there” and I haven’t read or heard all of the evidence that the grand jury heard so I can’t make a judgment as to Officer Wilson’s guilt or innocence. But, I can say that there were many aspects of the grand jury procedure in this case which raise questions as to the objectivity of the entire endeavor and those should raise concerns for all of us.

There is no justification for violence, looting and damage to property. But, the anger that is felt after the grand jury decision needs to be recognized and confronted.

Regardless of what one feels about this legal proceeding and regardless of the great strides towards equality that have been made in this country, it remains true that African Americans, particularly young African American males are, in many situations, subject to profiling which leaves them vulnerable. That any citizen of this country should feel unsafe on the streets because of their race is unacceptable and must be addressed.

While we may not know what happened in Ferguson that night, we do know that this country must confront the reality of racism as it affects all of us. The question is bigger than just Ferguson. As President Obama said on Monday night: “We need to recognize that the situation in Ferguson speaks to broader challenges that we still face as a nation. The fact is in too many parts of this country a deep distrust exists between law enforcement and communities of color. Some of this is the result of the legacy of racial discrimination in this country. And this is tragic because nobody needs good policing more than poor communities with higher crime rates.”

We must continue to address the issue of racism in a pro-active way rather than just respond when a tragic event occurs. We must make progress in our goal to be a nation of equality and justice for all.

May the family of Michael Brown be comforted by real change in this country.

 

I have started to write this blog posting three times over the past week and each time, I found myself at a loss for what to say.

The horrific, brutal murder of 5 men in the Jerusalem synagogue terrorist attack of Monday is first and foremost a terrible human tragedy. My thoughts and prayers for comfort go to the families of those who were so ruthlessly killed and our hopes for a refuah shlayma, a complete recovery for those who were wounded. There are no sufficient words to describe the horror of this attack.

The context of this act of terror and random violence is also so very troubling. As I have written in this blog and said from the bima, the framing of the ongoing conflict in religious terms is so deeply, deeply worrisome. The focus of attention on the Temple Mount and the perception that Israel wishes to change the carefully crafted status quo has fostered additional anger among Palestinians. This status quo which is based on compromise and hopes for mutual respect must continue and Israeli officials must do all that they can to prevent even the smallest of provocative acts concerning the Temple Mount area and Palestinian leaders must try to restore calm and reject and prevent violence. The leaders must, at least in this one area, publicly work together to make it clear that this status quo will continue.

But, that alone will not stop the cycle of violence.

I have never been as pessimistic about the possibility of a peaceful solution to the conflict as I am at this moment in time. Israel’s legitimate deep concern for its own survival and security and the Palestinians’ legitimate goal of self-determination and an end to the occupation seem now to be so at odds with each other that it is difficult to imagine any solution. The fear, the anger, the suspicion have never seemed so deeply entrenched.

But, Shabbat is a time for hope.We can not give up hope even if that hope is fading so dramatically.

May this Shabbat bring some small measure of quiet and calm in Jerusalem. May we see some small progress in cooperation and compassion. May people throughout Jerusalem and throughout the region recognize the humanity of the other and may the new week bring new hope.

May all who love Jerusalem pray for her peace on this Shabbat.

Blessed be are You O Lord Our God who spreads the Sukkah of peace over Jerusalem, the city of peace, the city of dreams, the city of reaching out to God. May all people find peace, wisdom and humanity coming from the holy city.

The horrendous terrorist attacks which have taken place in Jerusalem in recent days have caused such concern and sadness for all of us. My prayers and thoughts go out to the families of those who have been killed and to those who have been wounded. These horrendous acts deserve condemnation and it is once again shocking to read of those organizations and individuals, including Hamas officials, who praise and give honor to these acts of violence.

While these acts of violence and general tension would be sad in any situation, it is particularly sad that, at least to an extent, their source comes from religious disputes.

The compromises  regarding the Temple Mount and the Western Wall areas which have been worked out over the decades may be unsatisfying in many ways but they have helped to establish and retain a relatively quiet atmosphere. There have of course been flare-ups of violence and unrest but for the most part the area remained calm. But, now we are seeing a revival of the type of religious controversy which exacerbates an already tense situation.

Arab claims that there was never a Jewish Temple on the mount are horrendous and an insult to Jews and any student of history. But I also firmly believe that those Jews who dream of a third temple need to be stopped and prevented from doing anything  in small or big ways to lay the groundwork for such an idea to become reality or even give the appearance of a move in that direction.  The status quo, while it may not be ultimately satisfying for all needs to be embraced and endorsed and respect given to the holy places of all faiths. Prime Minister Netanyahu’s statement that he will continue to uphold the status quo is a hopeful sign that he recognizes the importance of this carefully crafted compromise regarding the holy sites and it is critical that Israel allow free access to the Temple Mount to Moslems for prayer.

The entire issue of the status of Jerusalem in any potential peace agreement is of course so difficult. I strongly believe that an agreement must honor the integrity of Arab neighborhoods in Jerusalem and that is why  the eviction of Arab famlies from areas which are clearly Arab neighborhoods and the settling of Jews in those homes for the purpose of establishing a Jewish presence is a provocative and oppressive act and is wrong. Jews and Arabs should, of course, be able to live wherever they want to live and I understand the desire of Jews to see the city reflect the long tradition and love our people have shown for Jerusalem over the centuries. But, a love for Jerusalem should be reflected in bringing peace to the holy city and peace will not come unless residents are respected equally and both sides work, God willing, towards a fair and equitable long term solution.

In one sense,  building of new homes in Jewish neighborhoods over the “green line” should not be controversial  if it is evident that those neighborhoods would remain in Israel if a two state solution were ever reached. But, the timing of such building and the statements by Israeli government officials that such building is intended as retaliation for Palestinian political or terrorist actions is , I believe, very bad strategy and is offensive. This is not to deny or understate the evil of acts of  terrorism or threats of violence. These are intolerable and certainly are a tremendous obstacle towards peace. But, it does not help the situation in any short term or long term way for Israel to build right there and right now when every act becomes a further detriment to peace.

As I have written in this blog many times, I fell in love with the city of Jerusalem during my first days in Israel in 1979. As Jews, we should not apologize for the love affair we have had with Jerusalem for millennia. But, I believe our love should be expressed by helping Jerusalem to be the city it can be and by rejecting and condemning violence and any actions which stand in the way of a settlement of the Israel-Palestinian conflict.

May we see the peace of Jerusalem and all who love her.

There are a lot of important issues to write about this morning: the mid-term elections, the situation in Jerusalem and other critical issues which should be on all of our minds. But, in the eclectic spirit of this blog, I want to write about someone who performed a very important function for many of us. He made us laugh and maybe taught us something about our cars in the process.

Tom Magliozzi died yesterday at the age of 77. He was one of the “Tapett” brothers, who brought the show Car Talk to people across the country and around the world each week on NPR. I have to admit that I had never listened to the show until about a year ago. I’m not that interested in cars and even knowing they were from Boston, didn’t make me want to listen to two guys named Click and Clack talk about automobiles. But, a year or so ago, I turned to one of the NPR stations on Satellite Radio which was airing an old episode of Car Talk and I realized what I had been missing all of these years.

Yes, they were talking about cars and I actually learned a little from their conversations. But, what I particularly found endearing was their way of talking with callers. I love to observe how different people in various areas of broadcasting interact with the public and they had a knack for laughing with people, pushing their jokes just far enough to stop short of insulting the caller, chit-chatting with them while they were trying to figure out a good answer to their problem and generally made them feel good about calling the show. That is one of the two things about their show that I particular liked as both Tom and Ray (and don’t ask me which was which, I’m still not sure) made their callers and their listeners laugh.

But, for me, the highlight of the show came at the end of each hour and with Satellite radio playing three hour long episodes each afternoon, we got to hear this three times each day. They would always end by reading the “credits’, the names of fictitious individuals who contributed to their show and they were the most marvelous puns I have ever heard and that is not an exaggeration. I don’t know who wrote them but they were fantastic.

Among the best: the Russian chauffeur Picov Andropov, the airplane seat tester: Wilma Buttfit, the head of the working mother’s division: Erasmus B Dragon and my particular favorite, the videographer from the Tel Aviv office: Shlomo Replay. If any of these escape you, stick with it, you’ll figure it out and then just type in Car Talk Credits on an internet search engine and you’ll get the entire list.

Thanks Tom for all the laughs. Some things live on after our death and good humor and good memories certainly do.

This weekend, Beth Israel will host two events as part of a community wide Yiddish festival. The festival’s activities will include lectures, films, music and a general celebration of Yiddish language and culture.

I don’t speak Yiddish. I understand some words and phrases but like many my age, my association with Yiddish is largely nostalgic and is focused mainly around what I remember from my childhood.

My maternal grandmother spoke Yiddish quite often and usually spoke it in conversation with my father. My grandmother was born in Russia and Yiddish was her first language and the language spoken at home when she was a child. My father was born here but his father spoke Yiddish at home. He was a non-religious Jew who was completely absorbed in Jewish culture and Yiddish was naturally the focus of much of my grandfather’s identity as a Jew.

My mother understood some of her mother’s Yiddish but never spoke the language so my experience with the language was listening to my grandmother and my father try to speak with each other. I say “try to” because while they both spoke Yiddish, there was obviously a great difference in the language they had each learned based on the fact that their families had come from different places in Europe. I remember finding it very funny to hear them try to understand each other, most often succeeding, but only after critical English words had been thrown in to the conversation.

After all these years, the clearest memories I have of Yiddish in our home was of my Grandmother’s and father’s frequently used phrases. I’m going to try to recreate some of them here but keep in mind that transliteration is always a problem and their brands of Yiddish came from particular places and times so the phrases which might sound a bit off to anyone exposed to a different form of the language.

Some of my favorites were her response to a simple Gut Shabbas. She would say: Gut Shabbas, Gut Yor, a Gezunt Yor, a Leibidike Yor “You should have a good year, a healthy year, a year of life”… I think there were more good wishes but I don’t remember them.

Then, if we were to pass a car on the side of the road which had been in an accident or some other kind of trouble, she would always say: nidugadacht. which I take to mean: “it shouldn’t happen”.

Finally, she would often say when something bad happened: “Oy a klox a mir” which I think meant: “Oy, there is a curse on me” but I’d love to hear a better translation.

My father’s favorites included this line which we often heard while watching football games; “vikeyn gihaged dorten”, “you could get killed there”.

He would always talk about “a taite bunker” at the end of a long phrase meaning: “It would help as much as a dead leech”.

But, there were other much more common phrases as well and other longer, more explicit and more emotional expressions which I won’t go into.

I know there is so much more to Yiddish language and culture than the few odd phrases I still remember from my childhood. I regret not learning the language and being able to read Yiddish stories or poetry in the original. But, I am truly appreciative of those who aim to keep the language and the culture alive. It is a critical part of our tradition as Jews and the revival in different places of Yiddish helps us continue the chain of Jewish culture and tradition to generations to come. It also helps many of us hold onto some distant childhood memories.

I hope those of you in Ann Arbor will take advantage of the opportunity offered by this very special week of programming to celebrate Yiddish. Even if your familiarity with the language is weak as mine is, we can all rejoice in this important part of our tradition and our culture.