Tonight is the last night of Hanukkah. Since I missed writing about the first of the eight-night holiday, the least I can do is to wish everyone a Happy Hanukkah on the last. Ironically, when I was growing up, despite my mother being on our Temple’s Board of Directors for over 50 years, our family didn’t celebrate Hanukkah until I was ten which I’ll explain shortly.
However, for three years (ugh) I dutifully went to Hebrew School and not only did I have a Bar Mitzvah, it was on TV! Live for one hour on Sunday, KTLA replaced the long-running “Christ Hour of Power” with yours truly. Instead of viewers taking comfort in the words of their Lord Jesus, assuming they didn’t switch the channel when they saw me, an extremely nervous, high-pitched 13-year old not yet 5 feet tall, proclaiming, “Today I am a man.”