Jonathan Pollard and a Coloring Book

We’re going to the US in two weeks. It’s a big trip.  It’s a huge trip. We haven’t been there for three years and when we left last time we were a family of three.  When we went to get our son’s Report of Birth at the US embassy the consular clapped as she declared … Continue reading Jonathan Pollard and a Coloring Book

Being Born

We are finishing dinner when I begin. “See, I always had an issue with birthdays.” Smiling, he settles back in his chair. “My mother always forgot my birthday…well, she still can’t figure out the right date…” He laughs. “You never know, maybe this year she’ll remember…the day’s not over yet.” We smile at each other … Continue reading Being Born