I was happy to receive this note from Jessica and Matt and thrilled that my recollections might jog some memories and induce a smile.
one of my favorite mental images of you and some of our college friends was your presence at the seders at my parents home in Springfield. I’m sure that after almost 50 years, some of these images have been melted together, so I will take some editorial license, knowing that they are more or less accurate but still good stories.
My powerful image of you is laughing a lot ( probably after at least 2 of the 4 cups of wine), and your sitting next to my grandmother and being totally charming. I expect that one of the exchanges could easily have been along the lines of “a story about a priest who did this or that…” and my grandmother giving her characteristic acknowledgment,” is he Jewish?” and your coming back with a great one liner (“I didn’t get to ask him.”)
my other recollections include:
— You and I both savored the Gefilte fish ( while Jesse Warr could barely tolerate having it on the plate in front of him).
— Rick Carroll had acquired enough Yiddish and Jewish cultural knowledge (by osmosis growing up on Long Island), that he could easily pass for Jewish (and probably had my Grandmother convinced that he was…).
— that Jay Silverman did not handle his 4 glasses that well…
—that you handled well the cross examination from my mother( known to my childhood friends as the “district attorney”), Including the perennial question of “does Howard have a girlfriend… and why don’t you fix him up?).
you’ll be relieved to hear that after 37 years I still have the same girlfriend…
thanks for jogging these memories.
with all my best,