Last night I phoned a credit card company in America. After taking care of the matter at end, the very pleasant middle-aged lady on the phone asked me if I had done my Xmas shopping yet and then chatted a bit about the dangers of giving credit cards to one's wife during Xmas season. She was so nice, so friendly, and so well meaning that I was taken aback. I had to quickly remember how to engage in a civilized, easy-going exchange with a stranger where I was an equal and important participant. For two minutes, I mattered. I was a citizen of the world who was worth another human being's time. Wow. It's been a while since I experienced that sort of thing.
I'm not going to tell you I was having such experiences in New York either. But in moving out of New York I was trying to improve my life. Too bad moving to South Dakota wouldn't count as Aliyah, technically. Even though in many ways it would be an Aliyah.
I'm not going to tell you I was having such experiences in New York either. But in moving out of New York I was trying to improve my life. Too bad moving to South Dakota wouldn't count as Aliyah, technically. Even though in many ways it would be an Aliyah.
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