DRs,
First, thanks to the members of this wonderful group for expressing their condolences. The support of friends, old and new, has gotten me through this hard time. My mom's death was not unexpected. A few weeks before she passed away, she said she was ready to move on. "Why?" we asked. "So I can make my own sandwiches again!" Still, we miss her terribly. It's been sad, but also sweet, going through the letters she saved and the notebooks she kept over her rich life.
I haven't been in much of a posting mood, but it's been good to lurk. I've had some excellent laughs. Thanks. The few times I did post, it's been a pain. Since HHW introduced its new format, I've found it next to impossible to scroll or to type on the site (and on a few others). I've checked with my computer guru. He spent a long day defragmenting and then told me it's a cookie problem, a temporary file problem, and a time to send-the-computer-to-upgrading-camp problem.
The good news is that I can now maneuver like a normal person, thanks to eBay's help line. The problem, it turns out, is that one of my Internet option boxes was checked and it shouldn't have been. (Options/Accessibility/Format Documents Using My Style Sheet.)
As for today's topic. Years ago we belonged to a temple, where there was no love lost between the rabbi and the cantor. When the rabbi left for a new congregation, he gave a parting speech in which he thanked everyone and said he would long remember the cantor for his "ubiquitous contumaciousness." The cantor kvelled (which is Yiddish for swelled with pride).
