In New York and its environs, everyone and their mother know the name Jeremy Lin. All of New York is crazed with “Linsanity” as a result of the Knicks’ winning streak last February, led by one of the few Asian-American players in NBA history. A player of Lin’s caliber and background — he’s also the [...]
I wake up to the smell of matza brie cooking in the oven. I quickly jump out of bed and run down the stairs. My grandma is laughing, reaching into the stove and pulling out the magnificent matza brie.
Last night I dreamt I went to Niagara Falls again. I can feel the mist of the rushing falls wafting onto my face.
My parents helped me become a better person, and they are two of the best people I have ever met.
Are these wings that I see here on my back
That give me a rush of power and strength?
Standing at the start-strip, sweat oozing from their skin
Looking to the gun, which blasts a mighty sound
To wait for it is like a long car ride, it lasts forever and ever
Then BANG and GO
Flowing like a wave from a beautiful sea
Toward the ground they fly and sit calm, steady
Glowing in a mound of red and yellow.
But He’s true to his Religion, and I Honor him for that
Speak to me, Adonai, and tell me the story of the great Hamm’rin Hank