Thirty-nine years ago (gasp!) I was clad in white- looking at myself in the mirror, on the verge of taking a leap into the unknown. Who was this man I was going to marry? I barely knew him. We had met at camp five years earlier. He was a counselor, a college graduate, entering seminary. I was a camper, entering my junior year in high school. We had written letters to each other, and in the past year I had visited him at Fort Knox twice and he had visited me in Philadelphia twice\u00e2\u20ac\u201dthe second time to apply for our marriage license. I believed from his letters that he was a kind and gentle person, intelligent, witty, and honest. But life with him would mean a complete transformation for me, a journey into uncharted waters. I would be a married woman, I would be living far away from Philadelphia, and I had no idea of what the future would bring.<\/p>\n
Ah, would that I could have been there to whisper into my young ear what the future would yield\u00e2\u20ac\u201dyears of adventure- moving from place to place, five perfect little children to love, to rear, and to teach, the spouses they chose (our children now too), and the twenty precious grandchildren; a home in Israel with a verdant, fragrant, fruitful garden. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t worry, little bride,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I would say, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153you have chosen well.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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