Back in the glamour days of airline travel, my Mom, Cecelia, was a stewardess with Trans World Airlines. The love of her life had been killed in the war, the big one, WWII, so she took to the skies to find joy in living again. There at TWA, she met my Dad, Bob, who would become the lead mechanic at Chicago’s O’Hare Airport,
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I’ve been honored to be called ‘an honorary Jew’ by many of my friends, with a birthday falling, as it often does, amidst the Jewish New Year season. Funny, yesterday a non-observant friend said, ‘Shouldn’t you be in Temple?’ I had to explain, ‘I’m a Catholic girl, and a Eucharistic Minister even, but isn’t it all the same? I mean, didn’t Catholics start out as Jews?!’
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