I was Bar Mitzvahed on June 17, 1989, at Shaare Tefila when it was still in Silver Spring. I even remember the first couple of verses from my haftorah, Naso. Rest in peace to the man who prepared me, Cantor Gershon Levin, who died this past Memorial Day.
The photos of my family and I on the bima at Shaare Tefila were taken, I believe, a day earlier.
Dan, left, James Hendershot, me in the middle, Scott Martin behind me, and Mario Navas holding my brother, Zach.
Most of my friends here are either from Banneker Middle School or Shaare Tefila classmates.
Stan took many photos.
My friend Michael Weisbrod, left. My godfather’s mother, Regina on the right.
My dad, uncle Vinny, my mom and my uncle Jim.
My grandmother, my uncle George, aunt Kathy and uncle Don.
My father and his friends.
My aunts.
Uncle Joe, my grandmother, aunt Kathy, my grandfather, and uncle George.
Zach takes the balloons.
My brother Daniel signs my board. Yes, it was computer-themed.