Our best memories seem to be at the edges of Jonathon’s tenure as rabbi. One of our best memories occurred with a February ice storm during one of our first years in Birmingham, about 23 years ago. All of our children were young. As no one could drive, the Millers invited us to carefully walk to their home and enjoy an improvised Shabbat dinner put together with what was at hand. Jonathon cooked a delicious concoction that we all enjoyed. The children played, and the adults talked. There was no hurry, and time seemed suspended, especially as there was nowhere to go! A cold night became a warm evening and memory!
This past spring, we compared our planned schedules in Israel, knowing Jonathon and Judi were hosting the congregational trip to Israel about the same time we would be visiting friends and family there. By our itineraries, it seemed our schedules were inverted and there would be no overlap. We would be somewhere the Millers and the tour had visited or were going to be after we left. There was no match. But, on our second day, driving from Tel Aviv to Haifa, we decided to make an improvised side trip to show some friends Caesaria. Upon arriving there we temporarily lost our friends at the antiquities site, and while searching for them, bumped into the congregational trip, including Jonathon and Judi. What a fun surprise! We look forward to bumping into the Millers in Washington and other corners of the world.