So I went to the memorial service yesterday evening. I'm not quite sure how to describe it, except to say that parts of it were quite moving. Especially when the survivors went up (more slowly every year) to light the candles.
But it reminded me, unfortunately, of the reason for my absence from services of any kind in any faith. Too much talking. And I don't mean the congregation. I mean the minister/priest/rabbi, whatever.
(I usually say the reasons are two - the talking and the music, but that was not the case yesterday.)
Yesterday, the service was over, done, finished. Nicely ended. Everyone was ready to get up and leave. And then blah blah blah blah blah. The rabbi had to blather on some more. Argh. I should have told him what my old boss Charlie Drakich used to say:
"Here, I give you quarter - keep shut up!"
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