I was in the Cub Scouts when I was a kid, Pack 1333, Den 2. I was in it with several William Tyler Page Elementary School classmates.
I remember participating in a few derbies – the classic pinewood derby, the boat derby, and the space derby.
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While in Charleston on Saturday, I went to the Marion Square market with my brother. There we saw some guys break dancing, which I thought was pretty cool since that style is associated with the 80s, and it didn’t occur to me that anyone did it anymore. But these guys aren’t just dancers, they’re more like street acrobats, considering the stunts they pulled.
Just as this guy was about the jump over seven people, I pulled out my cell phone and hit the record button, and then hit it again because I wasn’t sure if it started. Turns out, it did start, and stop, at the absolute perfect time (which by no means did I plan – that was pure luck). Had I actually planned to film this from start to finish, it would’ve been much longer. Unfortunately, 1.3 seconds isn’t much, even if it’s the right 1.3 seconds, so I edited it a bit. Check it out:
Here are some photos of my trip to Charleston, South Carolina where I visited my nephews, Ryan and Henry.
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.
I’ve had two cats named Jake. The first was one my parents got before I was born. He had a brother named Theodore.
In 1992, after Jake and Theodore died, my cousin Matt brought home another all-black cat. Since the second one looked so much like the first, we just kept the name.
