Tuesday, March 14, 2017

A Saturday inside Surf City

George woke up after a blissful sleep. The day before on the third, his state check arrived. He could pay his rent, send money to a family member, and go to Whole Foods for their delightful breakfast. Yes he had survived February when the Carlsbad P.O closed his box, sent mail back to sender and kissed his ass good-by. 
   But little did they know that a black Saturday would make him stronger and also, his first daughter loaned him money for rent. God spoke to him on Saturday of the fourth. He has always walked with Hashem but this time has become a lot closer. 
   "George, you were given a new life. Don't waste it and get your ass to the Sanctuary on Warner and Bolsa Chica." When God speaks he listens. He never felt better and played a few songs from  La La Land, before he took two buses to get to the Warner Avenue Synagogue and sang all the way .
    The Rabbi gave a great speech about Purim and how Esther set up shop as a Queen of Persia and saved the Jews from a darkest of periods. Ingrained inside George  are memories as a kid when his Dad Harry took him  to a synagogue in West Los Angeles. And his grandfather Louis Jacob helped to fund it.  
    Harry, his father, had driven George and Mel in his brand new Packard to the brick synagogue. He remembers the smell of the shoes by the door and the odor from the mouths of this congregation. Yet the sounds of the songs inside this Chabad reminded him of those days gone by. In no way did he ever think he would become a practicing Jew again. 
    Grandfather went through a dark period when pogroms traversed the towns in the Ukraine. He lived outside of Kiev, once the capital of Russia and came with a few rubles to Montreal. Oh yes, he came with the  desire to make a living and begin a new life in Canada. 
     The Huntington Beach service ended at 12:30 with a Kaddish or prayer for the dead. The meal afterwards was sumptuous and George felt happy he had made it another day, what with asthma and high blood pressure. He caught up with the bus on Warner and hightailed it back to his apartment for a nap and to get ready to make sure Mel had been taken care of.  

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