"I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia, the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit together at the table of brotherhood."
http://evolvingjew.blogspot.com/2015/07/a-lesson-of-tisha-bav.html A separate thought - the loss of the Beit Hamikdash is very abstract. We mourn, but many of us who mourn struggle to feel it personally. But in this year of mourning for my father, I suddenly understand what loss is on a new level.
I just got up from sitting Shiva this morning. I will write more about my father when I have had time to process things more. But I want to share a picture of me and my father some years ago (before my beard grayed to match his). I miss you, Abba. May the neshama of Yitzchak ben Avraham Yosef Halevi have an aliyah.
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