I'm wondering a bit why I had to get this book from the University of Florida through ILL but no matter.
My parents lived in Sacramento from 1956-1970. They participated in the Jewish community, specifically Congregation B'nai Israel, the Reform congregation. Though it seemed to me that they lived there a long time, it coincided almost exactly to my time in the public school. They were part of that Aerojet crowd in the north area.
They weren't from there and they didn't stay there.
This book leans a bit towards Mosaic Law, the Conservative congregation which, until recently, I completely dismissed. Too tiny, didn't know anybody there, couldn't be important. But I've changed my mind somewhat and I think they're much larger now.
The old saw, if I'm not involved, it must not mean anything.
One thing that strikes me here, in Seattle, in New Haven. The names. I realize that, in Sacramento, I knew the names more than the history. The families most dominant in the past may not be around now. The Zunders in New Haven, gone. Schwbachers in Seattle.
But I knew the names, Fahn, Yoshpe, Michaels, Novack, Tonkin, Feldstein. I knew the kids.
I didn't recognize that much ... except the names of the Temple Presidents in the 1960s and a bit beyond. The fathers of my friends. And I kissed more than one of their sons.
But I'm not telling!
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