On Independence Day when we walked together on the way to Burma, on foot with the kids, but must get back to the cars because Debbie must hear the competition of Hebrew songs that were always played on Independence Day (can't remember what they called it)
I also remember my brother Eli's definition of a baby: a small, annoying, and downright useless creature, and everyone chatters around him as if he were the great of the generation. And of course he later explains that the sympathy for the baby stems from the knowledge that this little one has a world and its fullness
Aaron Horowitz
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