at the Western Wall with Reb Gutman Locks on Mystical Paths

     The taller boy was very happy to see me. He had already put on tefillin, but he wanted to know if I remembered him.

     “I was here last year on a Birthright trip and you asked me who was going to wear the pants in my family. When I said that I was, you said, then who was going to wear the earrings? I got the message, and see,” he pointed to his ears, “I took them out.”

     It’s nice to see the fruits of your efforts.