Like Old Times?

Yesterday we got a phone call from one of our dearest friends, BA. He and his wife were going to be in the area with their kids and wanted to know if we could hang out at the park with them. we went, and it was a tad surreal.

BA used to be a party-guy. Complete with drinking and then yelling at passing cars. One morning at 8 a.m., I helped him save himself and a pair of his grandfather's T'fillin, both lost during a night of boozing.

Yesterday, he was using an authoritative voice with his kids, who actually responded. Wow. I guess we all must have grown up somewhere along the way.

He told me his father, who we had the privilege to meet at BA's Aufruf 10 years ago, has cancer. I don't know his name for Tehillim, but I wish him a Refuah Shelaima.