More than fifty of us were camping together this past Shabbat, and Shabbat services at shul were also packed. We marked special life-moments, including a birthday, a loss,
healing and recovery, a recent marriage, and the return to Israel this summer of our beloved Novis-Deutsch family. One week ago, thanks to CNS leaders Michael Tarle and April Oldenburg, we celebrated our community at the annual Gala. On the very same day, a dozen CNS members, thanks to the coordinating efforts of CNS leader Tree Gelb-Stuber volunteered with Rebuilding Togetherto help paint the inside of the Berkeley Alzheimer's clinic.
I had a beautiful day today. I stood with my sister, a passionate rabbi serving the U.S. Navy as a chaplain, at the World War II Memorial in Washington D.C. We remembered our grandfather of blessed memory, who fought for America and shared hard-earned wisdom with his children and grandchildren.
I looked to my right and saw the Washington Monument. Looked to my left at the Lincoln Memorial. I read quotes engraved on massive stones. And I felt, to my core, one sad feeling: too much war.
Too. Much. War.
The quotes and certain retellings of history would have me believe that we fought for pure purposes: we fought for religious freedom, we fought to end slavery, we fought for freedom for all humanity, we fought to end tyranny. But it's also true that we fought (and fight) for economic interests. It&…