"...when I get a letter like yours indicating healthy skepticism about the things we're told...well, what can I tell you? It gives me the strength to go on." -Cecil Adams, on me.
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Here's Esti's niece (the one mentioned below as having taken a bunch of these shots) holding up her train. Not much of a procession, actually, which is nice. Much later in the evening, she would ask, in that smashing accent, "Nachum, are you knackered?" Well, maybe a touch.