Loosening My Religion
The Jewish holiday of Passover begins tomorrow. Growing up that was a biggie for me. Well actually, it was a biggie for my family. We used to have a bunch of people over for the Seder dinners. That’s when we had a big feast celebrating how the Hebrews escaped from enslavement in Egypt . If you don’t believe, check Wikipedia. My dad was a part-time Orthodox Jew, who made sure that we had all kosher foods in the house, separate plates for milk and meat and no shellfish of any kind. Unless he was visiting Baltimore, where he loved the crab cakes. That part always confused me. I was raised with religion being a big part of our existence, just one line below sports on the list of priorities. If you don’t believe me, maybe this will help. October 2, 1978 – the second day of Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, one of the High Holidays. The High Holidays are when you spend all day in the synagogue counting the minutes until the service ends. I mean you spend all day pr...