Sunday, July 13, 2003

Advice on Fatherhood

This is a compilation of advice from my friends on Fatherhood. I asked for these comments prior to the birth of my first child (Calanit, born December 10, 2003)—Jeremy Epstein


Vincent D'Agostino
vince *AT* webloyalty.com

"There are only two lasting bequests we can hope to give our children. One of them is roots; the other, wings." --Hodding Carter

Jeremy -- Thought this quote was nice. And it is true.

For roots, I've given my kids an extended family (as best as possible, avoiding the oddballs when possible) holiday traditions (which you'll have no problem with) and a warm friendly home that they want to invite their friends to. I also gave them a vacation home in Nantucket (place is immaterial) that we've gone to every year of their lives. This became real important when we moved to CA -- it was a "home base" that provided security. Even when times are tough -- financially, emotionally or otherwise - always let them know you are their for them. That grows roots too.

Wings -- I love baseball, as you remember. However, neither of my sons has played much little league - I've let/helped them find their own way. Never tell your young child to "color in the line" or what color a cloud should be -- let them experiment. But you are very creative --so ask your folks what they did for you. Treat them and talk to them like they are somewhat grown up and trust them as much as they deserve to be trusted -- which is a lot for some, not much for others -- but always remember that no matter how mature they seem, they will need you to and look to you to say NO (don't be afraid to if you have a good reason)

Most important -- be around as much as possible -- to help with homework, to go to school plays, to build Lego models with on Saturday afternoon when you really should be getting some chore done -- They'll never complain if you don't hang out with them, but they'll treasure the times you do. Don't miss the chance to spend relaxing time with them.

One thing I threatened to do, but never did, was get a boat so the boys and I could bond while chugging around the harbor and fishing and such. May still do it.

Once you have more than one - never compare them.

Finally, show them how hard you work and get them use to the idea that they'll have to do it -- lead by example. That should be easy for you.

Have fun -- keep us posted as the due date approaches! Also -- watch the movie Parenthood if you have not already. (Love that movie -- I've always been a cornball)

Vince


Ariel Jurmann
aridalnoa *AT* msn.com

beshaah tova - very exciting. the most important advice I can give you is don't stress too much, relax and trust your instincts. of course if that were possible for you, you would
not be seeking everyone elses advice. anyway, I will ask Ari if he can add anything else.

i am very excited for you.

Dalia and clan

Scott Chait
yawp78 *AT* yahoo.com

Holy Cow! Be'sha Tova! That's wonderful guys!

2 pieces of advice:

Take your kid to at least one baseball game every year, just the two of you (yes, even if it's a girl!). I remember nothing as well from childhood as sitting in Yankee stadium with my dad, keeping box score and eating peanuts.

AND

Never give him/her everything they want-- even if you can afford it. G!d bless my parents, they gave us everything we asked for and I feel that it caused me to demand/expect that life would always go my way. Boy I needed to get over that as I entered adulthood!

Again, Be'sha tova-- you guys will, G!d willing, make wonderful parents!

-S


Josh David
JDavid *AT* foxsports.net

Congratulations, Jeremy!

Here's some advice about parenting that Ken Brecher shared with me recently
which I thought was terribly interesting: "Make sure your child sees you
make a mistake." Or put another way: "Don't try to hide personal mistakes
from your child, because you think they will compromise your status as a
role model." Quite the contrary, the best way for a child to develop a
sense of morality and ethics is to witness human error and its consequences.
Seeing a parent screw up is a much more effective way to develop a sense of
right and wrong then merely being told. The book this idea comes from is
entitled: "The Moral Child." Ken recommends it highly.

By the way, having said all that, you'll be a great dad. Please pass on my
congratulations to Tamar.
All the best,
Josh


Gretchen Shinoda
gretchen *AT* iuj.ac.jp

Hi Jeremy

Congratulations! That is so exciting. You will LOVE it.

I am a Mom, but here is my advice: You have never been a father before,
but your baby has never been a baby and has NO expectations of what you
should be and how that diaper should be changed. You get to figure it
out together!!!!!!

My daughter turned 5 years old TODAY. As everyone says, time goes fast.
My cousin told me to take a 30 second to 1 minute video of our baby
every Sunday and tell what amazing things she did that week. Sit the
baby in the same chair and when you no longer have a baby, but a little
person, you can still go back and remember all those great things and
literally watch your baby grow! We did this and we LOVE it. So does
our daughter.

We did this reliogiously the first year, then like once or twice a month
until she was 2.

Of course you need another video tape for all the highlights and "as
they happen" events. Dont mix the two or the magic gets lost. AND DONT
be a Dad always behind the camera. Experience life with the baby, not
film it for news at 11.

Enjoy, and all the best of pregnancy for you and Tammer!

Congratulations!

Gretchen Shinoda

Tjada D'Oyen
tjadad *AT* yahoo.com

CONGRATULATIONS! This is so exciting. You and Tamar are just going to be fabulous parents. Your mother must be just jumping off of the walls.

I think that I had the greatest Dad ever. He just loved me unconditionally. He called me "Precious" and took me everywhere. He always made me feel as though I can do anything. Just remember, that your opinion means the world to this new child...particularly during those rough puberty years. Have an open mind and just let them explore everything. I know all of this is super germane and not very helpful but I am sure that you will be fabulous.

I wish you guys all the best! Love, Tjada



Josh Sultanik
jsultanik *AT* yahoo.com

Just be yourself and convince your wife that when the diaper has doody in it, its her job to clean.

-Josh


gladyce *AT* glamarinc.com
gladyce *AT* glamarinc.com

Mazel Tov !! Don't have any advice to give you (you'll learn the way we all did - by practice!) ... Hope all goes well for both of you and the baby ..
Gladyce & Marty


Cheilaugh Garvey
garvar *AT* earthlink.net

congrats to you both! well, i am sure steve will have some pearls of wisdom to impart. just remember for all stages, "this too shall pass." more when i am not yelling at my kids to get to bed!!!

cg


Joshua Finkel
joshua_finkel *AT* hotmail.com

Great to hear that you are expecting. I dont have any direct experience myself, but all good relationships that I have are based on trust, respect and boundries. If you treat your kid like that from the day he is born, I dont think you can go wrong.

Hope all else is going well. Say hey to the wife.

josh



Aaron Aumiller
abaumiller *AT* yahoo.com

Congrats, Jeremy. My advice - get your kid involved in some outdoor activities - including sports. They are happier and healthier.

My other piece of advice: if you have a son, tell him to go to the College of Charleston. I was down there last month - my eyes still hurt due to the images of the coeds burned into my retinas. SMOKIN'!!! "Go south young man!"


Melissa R. Burton
mburton0214 *AT* hotmail.com

Mazel Tov to you and Tamar!

However, as I'm sure you're aware, get ready for sleepless nights, tremendous patience and to watch time fly like there's no tomorrow.

Again, mazel tov to you and Tamar!

Melissa


Anad311 *AT* aol.com

Mazel Tov to you and Tamar! I'm so excited for you both! I think your preparation guide is a great idea. I do have something for you to add to it. I have to start it off as a story before i can get to the "must do's and do not's."

My family and I went on a vacation to Orlando, FL about 18 years ago. I think I was 7 and Noah was 3. The major plans for the trip included visiting my great grandmother at her nursing home and spending the day at Walt Disney World. Keep in mind that to a 3 and 7 year old, the biggest moment of your life is doing anything that involves the word "Disney." As we were in the car driving to WDW, Noah and I couldn't stop fighting. Every few minutes my dad would turn around and scream, "If you don't stop bickering right now, I'm going to turn this car right around and we're going to the Science Museum." As you know, those threats only last a short amount of time, because we were back to our arguments within a few minutes. My dad persisted with his threat as our fighting continued, and as we came upon the gates of WDW he turned the car around and drove us to the Science Museum. Noah and I were crushed. We thought our lives were over! Of course, we forgot all about WDW five minutes into the Science Museum and to this day I remember having the best time there.

So, my fatherly advice to you is...Do stand your ground when you make a decision. Don't let tantrums and fighting wear down your decision making process. Do remember that it is important for children to be inspired, and if you ever have to choose between a Science Museum and WDW, please choose the Science Museum. They'll thank you for it...if not immediately, then maybe 10 years later!

P.S.
Have a happy father's day! Eventhough the baby isn't here, you are in a special way a dad now!



Lee Pearlman
ljpearl *AT* mindspring.com

This is not our advice, but there is a very funny book for the dad-in-prep, called "What to Expect When Your Wife is Expanding" - obviously a parody of the What to Expect series. I think you'd enjoy it.

Jen

Fuerstr
Fuerstr *AT* flash.net

Dear father-to-be Jeremy, I can only tell you what I did when my children
were young.
It's a matter of allocating my time. My children always came first, than came my wife. Next was the work I had to do and finally what I needed to do for myself and what I wanted to do for myself. So, when I came home after work, or after school (University),
and my children wanted me to help with schoolwork or listen to them, this
came first.

My wife was not demanding, knowing that my time was limited, but I asked if she needed my attention. Than I did homework or preps for the next day or days. Finally, I looked at TV or read the paper, etc. Often I went to sleep very very late. This is called being a father. Does this help??? The rewards are well worth it! Best wishes to you and Tamar and the "crazy Grandmother to-be" Robert


Joseph Richter
jr545 *AT* columbia.edu

B'shaa Tovah!
Any specific questions you have can go to me if not Akiva. If I had to summarize it into a sentence it'd be "If you're spending as much time as you can with your child, while doing things because you love them and want them to grow up right, you're ahead of the game" --Tzei Ulemad.
Behatzlachah-
Joe


Regina Carmel
mlmdt48 *AT* verizon.net

Omigosh, Jeremy: Mazel tov! How exciting. I don't remember your father although I'm sure I met him on Parents' Night but he must be extraordinary: look at you. Be like him ...... I'm off to Italy for 12 days and then, to Israel for 5 weeks. More to come.

Wonderful news for everyone. Be well!

Love,

Regina Carmel

Tevi Troy
tevitroy *AT* yahoo.com

We're thrilled to hear the news.

My advice is: see all the movies you can on the big screen now, because it's going to be all videos and dvds from here on in.

Tevi


RobbyUnion *AT* aol.com
Stanley Robinson

LOVE IT, HOLD IT, PLAY WITH IT, and later on,----ALWAYS BE THERE.


Nirvana Kundu
nirvana_kundu *AT* yahoo.com

Jer,

Congrats!

It must be relatively early yet. Nevertheless, early planning in required to ready oneself for the coming changes in life.

My experience is somewhat different from that of a first time dad to singletons, however, I think I can lend some worthwile advice.

1. the first few hours are consumed with just getting used to having a little human be totally dependent on you.
2. mom will be exhausted, but seemingly full of energy -until she crashes and then its just you and the kid
3. you will never drive more slowly than when you load up junior for the first car ride home.
4. of all our baby paraphanalia, the most useful single item was the bouncy chair with "soothing vibrations" - or "Magic fingers" as we called it. They are pure GOLD. much better than any toy or swing.
5. Tell your wife she's beautiful throughout the pregnancy
6. Take her out to dinner, but only if she's gotten over all the nausea
7. pregnancy horomones make everything slow down
8. She will start being seemingly irrational about many child related things

whew, that's enough for now. Good luck , give tamar my best, and God Bless,

Nirv

Gibbs, Denis P [FIN]
denis.p.gibbs *AT* citigroup.com

Jer,

Congratulations! I'm very excited for you.

Main thing I can say is be involved in everything. Late night feedings, naps on the couch, dirty diapers. Love them all because they don't last. Cherish each moment for what it is - they keep getting better.


Robert Sacks
jrsacks *AT* mindspring.com

One of the old rules is that kids always detect hypocrisy -- teach by example (not the Do what I say, not what I do attitude that always fails).

Alan Krausz
vze26jpw *AT* verizon.net

hey -- Bshaah Tova!

Advice? Just do what your wife tells you.

-alon

Stuart Milner
smilners *AT* comcast.net

Dear Jeremy,
I am delighted to hear the news. I will be happy to speak with you; hopefully we can get together when you return from Seattle. In the meantime, building on the army slogan below, the 82nd airborne slogan is "all the way and then some."

Best regards,

Stu

simeon gelband
sgelband *AT* yahoo.com

BeShaa Tova -- like anything else in life .. learn as you go.

Simeon

Noa Resi Hirsch
resihirsch *AT* yahoo.com

Dear Jeremy and Tamar,

One of the more unique "We're pregnant!" emails I've gotten!!!

Congratulations on the future Epstein Jr. May he/she inherit your love of life, subtle wisdom and ability for fun!!!

Noa

Colin Laird
Colin.Laird *AT* oracle.com

Read 'Raising children in love justice and truth' by Barry Long.

Lisa Goldman
lisa-g *AT* jerusalem-foundation.org

Jeremy,

What unbelievable news!!! Bsha'ah tova. I hope Tamar is feeling well.

Our baby#2 is due in about 8 days, G-d willing. It's getting down to the wire. I am feeling well physically thank G-d, although yesterday I was an emotional wreck watching the news about the piguah, more upset than usual. I guess I feel very vulnerable right now, bringing another life into this sometimes violent, scary and horrifying world. I just kept hugging Shaielle really tight and counting the minutes until Jeremy came home from work.

Being married to an excellent father, I have a kernel of wisdom for you relating to something that happened just this morning. Shaielle woke up at around 6AM and called out "Ma Ma" as she usually does. She doesn't cry, she just says my name. However, I (unwisely) went to bed quite late last night and did not really have much strength to go in to her this morning, so Jeremy tended to her. As soon as he opened the door and she saw it was not me, she started to cry- hysterically. But Jer just picked her up and sang to her and calmed her down, gave her a bottle and changed her diaper. Eventually she stopped crying and was soon chatting up a storm with her da-da.. So the kernel is: do your best not to get personally insulted if your child seems to prefer its mother. At first I think it really hurt him that she seemed to always want me over him, but he got over being offended and just dealt with it and she was fine. Anyway, with the new baby coming she has to learn to feel equally comfortable with us both. Perhaps some men would be turned off and not want to be as involved with their children because they think they like the mother better anyway, but this kind of attitude is not very productive and certainly is not good for the family.

Have a wonderful Shabbat & stay in touch,
Lisa




Zila Shen Orr
z_shenorr *AT* rambam.health.gov.il

The best advice that I can give you as one who had the best Dad. And one that have 2 wonderful kids (Shai &Tammy)' and Chaim has an husband and father is LOVE' LOVE' and LOVE.
Love you Zila



Sarah K Doshna
sarah.doshna *AT* bms.com

Jer:

B'shaha tova. Mostly, relax and enjoy the ride. It's a teriffic adventure. And, realize that most kernels of wisdom you get (1) may not apply to you and (2) may not apply to future offspring (G-d willing) even if they apply to this one. As Malkie is fond of saying, "Man Plans, G-d laughs his a** off."

The only thing I have found true with both of our children, as well as with other parents who are (according to my own criteria) sucessful is the following promise that Jeff and I made when we were younger, ignorant, and still childless.

We will never say "Because I said so" and (corrallary) we will answer any question.

This is extraordinarily difficult; much more so than we ever anticipated. There is no way, at this point, you can even comprehend how difficult. Noah is four, and I'm only at the very beginnings of comprehension. But when you answer a question for a child, not only do you teach him the answer, but also that questions are worth asking and the answers worth seeking. This is, I think, the basis of our faith and our culture.

There are times, usually after the 27th "Why," that you just want to scream. Then (G-d willing) your child's preschool teacher says "You know, your son asks really good questions" and you realize that it's all worth it.

Enjoy!

Sarah

Debra Spivak
dehatlady *AT* hotmail.com

B'Sha'a Tova!!! All should go well and it should be a memorable start to the
newest chapter in your life.

I am not a father, but f course have opinions on "parenting" in general:

1. Children need and thrive on structure. Schedule, schedule, schedule.
2. Read to your child(ren) from birth. They focus and listen sooner than you think.
3. Talk to your child(ren) like children. There wil be enough people talking "baby". The benefits a year later are enormous. (Baby sign language is good too...Daphne even knows it)
4. Give your child his/her independence. Children learn by doing.

Nothing is more important than LOVE...give lots of it!

Can't wait to hear the stories...

....Debra
(PS- buy your wife a NICE present after birth...even the best pregnancies/
deliveries need recognition)


Tony_Ruiz *AT* Dell.com
Tony_Ruiz *AT* Dell.com

Hey Jeremy,

I am a father of 4 daughters and have been a father for 10 wonderful years, and I have a father.

What would you like to know ?

Oh and BTW congratulations, you life is about to change forever, and for the best provided you drive the results.

-Tony Ruiz

Eliza Shulman
pippaprop *AT* hotmail.com

CONGRATULATIONS!! I could not be happier for the both of you.

As for advice - my father is the best listener in the world. He has never made me feel afraid to tell him anything. as a result i am very close to him. you are going to be fabulous - no worries.

much love and blessings,

pippa


Tony_Ruiz *AT* Dell.com
Tony_Ruiz *AT* Dell.com

PS. .
Aside from you knowing me from Dell, I am a Church History Teacher and
Christian Family Counselor, so I think my do's and don'ts are in order, but
it is a continuous learning experience, in fact most of the time it is
through trial and error that I can offer my advice.

-Tony



michael kelsey
kelseyis *AT* hotmail.com

B'sha'ah Tovah! Jeremy, what exciting news! There's nothing more important than spending quality time with your family. Try and establish routines for the morning and the evening, at least!

Also, make sure that you and Tamar get some time for yourselves. Last year, Aviva and I committed to at least 1 date/month. We've been doing it and it's been wonderful for ensuring that we keep growing together. With all the pressures of work and the kids, you can lose focus on how important it is to have time with your spouse.

Waiting with anticipation,
Mike


CarolAAdamsRNC *AT* aol.com
CarolAAdamsRNC *AT* aol.com

Congratulations, Jeremy! I could not imagine a better father or mother for a child coming into this world! You will make the best parents just the way you are. I think what I look for in a father is wisdom, humor, and someone with integrity and high values. And you already have those qualities. Being available to your child for advice whether invited or uninvited is very important also. I think that about sums it up. I am so happy for you two! Give Tamar my best. My prayers will be with you for a healthy and safe pregnancy and delivery. (One more thing, I think. Children are like Lay's potato chips, you can't have just one.)

Have safe travels ahead and keep in touch.

Carol


Maurice Bretzfield
mbretzfield *AT* ecomworks.com

Congratulations.
Don't ever forget what it was like to be a kid - that's hard sometimes but when you find that you're getting angry, hurt, worried - whatever - try to remember what your experience was like. The older your kid gets, the harder the remembering will be but put in the effort as it makes things much clearer for you.

Many blessings.

_______________
Maurice Bretzfield
President/CEO
Email: mbretzfield *AT* ecomworks.com
Web: www.ecomworks.com

Paul D Spreiregen
paularch *AT* starpower.net

Dear Jeremy and Tamar:

Unfortunately there is not much we can tell you about fatherhood or
motherhood, but we do know something about being about being an uncle or
aunt. Namely it is probably a lot easier. However we can say that the best
preparation for parenthood is to have had parents who knew how to do it (or
learned as they went along) and who raised you very well. That seems to
have been the case with you and Tamar. So we think you will do very well.

love P and RH


Jennifer Bauman
buje *AT* swbell.net

Hey, Jeremy & Tamar,

Congratulations! I'm so happy for you and know that just by instinct you'll make wonderful parents.

Christian would tell you one thing...."Stay north of the stirrups"!
I'll tell you that the best thing you can do is love one another and remain consistent with your parenting--no one should be the softy, they won't understand why one says one thing and the other parent says another.

There's a great book that I think I told you about by Wendy Mogul called "The Blessing of a Skinned Knee, how to raise self-reliant children using Jewish Wisdom" Our Catholic moms group did it for book club back in the winter and everyone loved it. It's very practical and none of this new age crap!

Again, Congrats...please wish Tamar well with her pregnancy...I'll keep y'all in my prayers.

Love,
Jennifer

ps...safe travels


Levin, Jonathan L.
JLevin *AT* ReedSmith.com

Do everything in your power to have dinner with your wife and children as many nights a week as humanly possible, especially from pre-school through the middle school years. Mazel Tov! Jonathan


Schwartzberg, Jay
Jay.Schwartzberg *AT* fmr.com

As crazy as work is, this task is more important. Here is a quick brain dump
Parenting Do’s and Don’ts*


Do’s Don’ts
Do tell them that you love them every day
Don’t ever use the words hate and cannot around them
Do kiss them every opportunity that you can. At a minimum, you must kiss them before they go to sleep. Also see above
Don’t buy them a toy because you feel guilty about punishing them
Do read to them every day
Don’t punish in anger
Do wipe their tears away
Don’t squash creativity
Do cuddle (this is a gender neutral requirement)
Don’t criticize their mistakes. This is different from providing critical feedback, which is a Do
Do see the world through their eyes
Don’t substitute the TV, PC or Game Boy for real interaction with your children
Do say that you are sorry
Don’t complain about dirty clothes
Do let them lick your ice cream cone
Don’t expect them to be perfect
Do be their parent and not their friend when the situation requires it
Don’t try to re-live your childhood through them
Do celebrate their achievements
Don’t accept excuses for them not doing their best
Do listen, listen, listen
Don’t forget that you were a kid once
Do love them for who they are
Don’t start drinking when you find that you are repeating statements from your parents that you swore you would never say when you had kids
Do let them make their own mistakes
Don’t go against the other parent’s decision
Do make them have responsibilities (poor grammar I know, but you get the idea)
Don’t wait to praise, punish, counsel or comfort
Do let them see you smile and let them see you cry
Don’t take it out on your child because you had a bad day. Take a timeout for yourself and then go back to your child
Do teach them the golden rule and to not lie, cheat or steal
Don’t ever use the children as a threat with grandparents. As absurd as that sounds, I have a sister who has done this
Do teach them the importance of family. Deeds are better than words
Don’t miss the special moments in their lives due to work. Life is way too short. Trust me on this one, I am the expert.
Do recognize each other’s contribution as parents
Don’t be afraid to ask your parents for advice
Do take a moment to reflect on what a wonder a child is and what they bring to your life
Don’t be afraid to tell your parents to butt out
Father specific - Do volunteer to change the poopie diapers
Don’t forget to find time for each other
Father specific - Do volunteer to do the late night feeding. This is a great time to bond with your child
Father-specific – Don’t forget to give her a foot massage
Do be a role model every day
Don’t forget why you became a parent

*Please Note: While this listing is a compilation of my wisdom around the rearing of offspring in no way should it be construed with actual practices performed by myself or my wife. Per the advice of our attorney, we include the following disclaimer. Performance or failure to perform any of the activities listed above will be the sole responsibility of the reader of this document. Said authors will in no way be liable for any negative effects that result from the following of the items in the aforementioned list. Please be advised however that the authors will take full credit if in fact these items are followed and your child/children grow up to be fine upstanding citizens of the community.


Regards,

Jay Schwartzberg

Jeff Epstein
epstein_jeff *AT* yahoo.com

Hi Jeremy,

Congratulations on your new adventure. This one will change your outlook on life more than college, travel, and living abroad - all put together.

Jeff

Sandi Abadinsky
sandiabadinsky *AT* yahoo.com

What wonderful news. I don't have any fatherly advice, but I can tell you from experience that's a tough time to have a b-day. Just remember, a birthday and Hanukah are SEPARATE holidays, each deserving of separate presents! My parents were
great about it; my friends usually weren't.

-Sandi
born 12/21


Rabbi Lyle Fishman
ravlaf *AT* erols.com

Jeremy,

This fatherhood things is not a role for which you learned everything in kindergarten. However, a few skills you did learn then--
Mitzvot aseh
be involved in every aspect of your child's life (e.g. diapers, feedings, visits to pediatrician, etc.) share esp. time and concerns
listen to your child and Tamar with the keenest sensitivity you can muster
Mitzvat lo ta-aseh
Don't forget Tamar is your wife,lover, friend, etc. and not just the mother of your child
Don't think that you have mastered the role. As soon as your hubris kicks in, your child will teach you that you ain't learned nothing yet.

The rest is commentary, go and study. Lyle Fishman


Michel Laloum
Michel_Laloum *AT* compuserve.com

Mazal tov!!

Fantastic news!

no advice - just go on being yourself - love your wife, love your child, and
look after yourself!

be well,

Michel

paulie rose
rosep *AT* rocketmail.com

Jer-
really?!?!?!? B'sha'ah Tovah!
how's tamar feeling? hooray - i am so excited for you guys! rember the book we read in japan - i think it was called "the girlfriends guide to pregnancy"? that was a good one!
we cant wait to see you and hug you and give you our good wishes in person.
you are going to be such an amazing papa!!!
love
paulie
Miguel Pincay
miglow *AT* hotmail.com

I am not sure that I am ready to give any advice on this matter, but I would like to congratulate you and Tamar on the great news.
I am confident you both will do well, and if you do get to write the preparation guide, go ahead and publish it...I'll buy it for me when my time comes around.
Take care and enjoy Argentina (really good food).
Miguel


Herbert Eiteneier
heppye *AT* compuserve.de

There's very sensible advise (test your German):

Erziehung ist sinnlos, die Kinder machen uns sowieso alles nach.

Mazel Tov! Herzlichen Glueckwunsch! Ich wuensche euch ein gesundes Kind.

Herbert

Aliza Zuckerman
aliza_zuckerman *AT* hotmail.com

B'sha tova! Best of luck to you and Tamar in your latest endeavor. : ) These are exciting times for all of us as we reach new stages of our lives. It's nice to see so many friends in our peer group going through the same stages (I have 3 good friends who are pregnant and two sets who just had their first child). Although we aren't quite there in the parenthood stage, Mike and I will be moving into our first home next week. It's a 3 bedroom, 2 bath house in Chestnut Hill, MA which has a lovely backyard and plenty of
space for us to grow and raise our family. Good luck!
- Aliza

Michael S. Sellinger
michael *AT* scope-art.com

go with the flow
its all good

Mark Cummings
mcummings *AT* egoid.net

Congratulations!!!!

Well... unfortunately I am not a father and am not about to become one anytime soon. The closest I have come to fatherhood is having a dog, so I really do not have much advice to give - except trust your gut.

From what I can tell you were raised well. I am sure you can pull a lot from your personal experiences if you look back. I guess the main thing that I can offer for a long term outlook is let your child grow to be an individual. Too many parents expect their children to be mini replicas of themselves, or expect them to be something they are not.

Parenting, as I am told, is a continuing learning process. As my father -in -law mentioned to me once..."Raise them so they understand the difference between wrong and right, but ultimately they need to make the choices themselves. If you have raised them the best you know how, they will make the choice that is best for them."

As far as short term goes....expect to get NO sleep, and purchase a bunch of of Barney, Blues Clues, Power Rangers or whatever is the hot "keep-your-child's attention-while-you-get-some-time" videos or DVDs.

That is my two...well, what ever cents...

Good luck! and take care.

Mark

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Mark J. Cummings
Partner

Gemma_Lee *AT* glic.com

wow! big daddy!

I got one advice only...something I can attest to from helping raise my beautiful twin nephews right outta college: until the baby is born...stock up on your sleep time - mui mui importanto 8-)! and anything yer wifey blames you for, apologize for everything and anything & leave your sorrows for your family that will be there to lend you a shoulder to cry on - no joke 8-P.

As for the child, I just read that massaging the, 15 min. a day expedites their neural development - if you do that every morning & night, you may end up w/ a genius that speaks more languages than you :-). Plus, no worries if the baby's weight drops from breast-feeding, I also read that the lower weight infants develop far greater & smarter brain capacity. As for their emotional develpment, show them firmness but unconditional love
always 8-).

Gemma Lee

Michael Merwitz
michael *AT* merwitz.org

Jeremy!

I am so happy for you & Tamar. You should only have nachas!

As is typical, you are starting to obsess... STOP IT!

Whatever works for one set of parents and their child, or even within the same family with different children does not always work in a different situation. As Reb' Zushia says, "I will not be judged for not being more like this one or that one, but will be asked, 'Why were you not more like Zushia?'". Hashem is the only other partner in this 'deal'.

So in essence, my advice is, "Be Jeremy". Your child will then be perfect.

With blessings,

MM

Belinda Hsu
belindahsu *AT* comcast.net

Congratulations! How's Tamar feeling? You guys must be excited. I can tell you that it's fun to see the baby grow so much everyday. They respond more and more and gain motor skills so quickly. It's difficult during the first 2 months but everything will be easier from there.

By the way do you guys have the book called "What to Expect When You Are Expecting"? If you don't I'll send you a brand new copy (I got an extra). Let me know.

I got some new photos of Naomi uploaded to www.ofoto.com. Check them out! Use my log on name belinda_hsu *AT* yahoo.com and password sharephotos.

D&B


Petter-Lipstein, Ami
apetterlipstein *AT* littler.com

b'sha-a tovah! Please give our best and warmest to Tamar. I hope she's feeling well. One thing I've learned thus far (and baby isn't due to arrive until September)... consumerreports.org (particularly in conjunction with epinions.com) is a great way to weed through the morass of baby details. I mean, truly, how on EARTH are you supposed to know which stroller of the 17,000 different models out there?

Best of luck.
Ami

Cheryl Tallman
camoell *AT* chartermi.net

Hi Jeremy,

Congratulations! Of course, you will make baby food at home. It is healthier for your baby. Plus it is easy and saves you $300-$500! Please send me your address and I will take care of getting you started.

Busines is going well. We just got a huge break - QVC picked us up as a vendor and we will be doing our first show on July 1 at 7AM EST. Tune in! I am totally and completely swamped, but having a good time!

Cheryl

P.S. My other advice:
1. The delivery room - Promptly do what ever your wife says without asking
any questions.
2. Encourage breastfeeding by taking care of things around the house so she
does not feel compelled to get more sleep, because of all the other stuff
that is piling up. If you have not already done it, but a tube a Lanosh
Lanolin cream - she will need it.
3. Make it a point to go to all the well baby check ups, so you have an
opportunity to ask your own questions and get answers directly from the
doctor.
4. From my sister, the best advice she gave to me - No one ever got
arrested for a putting a crying baby down and walking away for a few minutes
so that you can re-group and come back to him/her refreshed.

Good luck and all the best!


Cheryl Tallman
Fresh Baby
616 Petoskey Street
Suite 202
Petoskey, MI 49770
P:(231) 348-2706
F:(231) 348-5374
E:cheryl.tallman *AT* freshbaby.com
W: http://www.freshbaby.com

When you make it yourself, you know it's better.

ian schonwald
ischonw *AT* hotmail.com

congratulations jeremy!
my parents always told me "we'll always try our best, but we guarantee that there will be things that you'll say to yourself 'i'm never doing that to my kids.'" they were right, but the fact that they acknowledged their inevitable shortcomings allowed for dialogue when i thought they were wrong or disagreed with them and made things much more open. also, i had friends growing up who were able to pit one parent against the other-on the
contrary, mine, even when they disagreed, had a united front and is definitely something i'm planning on instituting with my future wife. i hope this helps, although i don't know how much since i am far from that point in my life. again though, congratulations.
ian

Ron
soccerron *AT* attbi.com

First - congratulations to you and Tamar!

Somebody once said to me that if you are right 51% of the time - you'll be a hero.
Here's my 2 cents worth Jeremy:

1] love them every day - and tell them that you love them every day . . . from the moment the baby enters this world!
2] Praise them - but make sure they know the difference between praise for effort and praise for results. The corollary is: when angry, make sure they know that it's anger for something they did ( or didn't do ) - not anger with them as a person. Praise them all of the time. Their self-image is going to be critical for their mental health - but they must understand that they are not "better" than anyone else.

3] Teach them to praise and appreciate others

4] Because of your upbringing, and Tamar's, you'll have no trouble bringing G-d into their lives.

5] Teach them about passion - and teach them to follow their passions; be it art, music, sports, etc. They live in the 21st century in the USA - there are virtually no boundaries ( short of being 5'10" tall and aspiring to be the Celtics next center ). Don't fear showing ALL of your emotions.

6] Finally - and most importantly - trust yourselves and do NOT try to follow a plan. Do you know why there is no road map for parents? Because each trip with each child is completely unique . . . ergo - no one has been there before you. You and Tamar are the trailblazers for each child. TRUST YOURSELVES!! We all share some similarities with each other, but you had only one mother and one father - - - and no one had Jeremy as a child before you appeared.

Raise your children to be loving, accepting, passionate, dispassionate (regarding business type issues ), open-minded. G-d fearing and G-d loving, DISCIPLINED, tough-minded, focused, and self-confident. They will make you happy and life will become more rewarding than you can dream it is today.
Ron



lan Mitrani
amitrani *AT* cbcmanagement.com

As a non dad i can offer minimal advice but lots of mazal tov to you both. You will make terrific parents I bet. As an Uncle I can offer some adc.

1) Kisses and hugs are free. Profer them generously and frequently and you will receive more in compensation than you give.

Alan

P.S. Oh, one other thing, if your son accidentally sets fire to the living room rug when he's eight years old, be easy on him.

from back to the future. Remember that?

russell shaw
russellhshaw *AT* msn.com

Jer,

Congratulations! I'm thrilled for you two. It's entirely possible that your little one and Caleb will share the same birthday (December 23).

My brief thoughts on parenting (it's the last week of school and things are, of course, insane):

1) Be present. It's cliche, but true--it goes all too quickly. When you are with your child, do your best to be thinking of nothing else--not work, not problems, just your kids. Impossible to achieve all the time, but a good goal to keep in mind.

2) Don't be afraid to get serious about your baby's sleep. You may luck out and get a good sleeper--if not, you need to train your smile to sleep. It will be better for you, Tamar, and your child. I highly recommend "Sleeping through the night" by Jodi Mindell.

3) See movies, read books, go out on dates, etc. in the coming months. Soon discretionary time will disappear. Take advantage of it while it still exists.

4) Take care of your relationship with Tamar. Schedule weekly/biweekly dates for just the two of you and stick to them religiously. This will be important for the two of you and for your child as well.

5) Prepare to be amazed. For all of the things that people tell you, I've found that being a parent has all sorts of aspects that I never could have anticipated. It's one of life's greatest experiences. A true blessing.

Enjoy every day, Jer!

Love,

Russ

David Siegel, HR
siegeld *AT* duanereade.com

Mazal tov!

1. Honestly, kids aren't fun until 6 months - 1 year. Rather than be disappointed in beginning - know this upfront. When kid hits 1 gets much better, when he hits two (as mine is) - it is the time of your life, truly.

2. Go on at least one trip alone with your wife every year.

3. Once kid hits 3 months - have a date night one day a week with your wife.

4. Finally, ask parents for help as often as possible - it is really a win-win and helps tremendously.

All the best,

David Siegel

Cheryl Tallman
camoell *AT* chartermi.net

One more tip - this one is a product recommendation -

A co-sleeper - the BEST product on the market. It allows you get to more sleep than any other bedding product and it is safe. It is worth every penny.
Cheryl


Hale Foote
hfoote *AT* scandic.com

Many, many congratulations. As you all too well know, coming from a large family, children change everything and you are starting a great adventure.

I don't have much advice, because I don't think one can give that sort of advice. Parenting is too personally unique, except for the common denominator to think hard, pray hard, and then trust your gut. You and Tamar will do fine.

Quite by coincidence, I received the following from a family member today, which I will pass along in spite of its irreverence. Best to Tamar --

Hale

***

Why God Created Children

To those of us who have children in our lives, whether they are our own grandchildren, nieces, nephews, or students...here is something to make you chuckle.

Whenever your children are out of control, you can take comfort from the thought that even God's omnipotence did not extend to His own children.

After creating heaven and earth, God created Adam and Eve. And the first thing he said was "DON'T!"

"Don't what?" Adam replied.

"Don't eat the forbidden fruit." God said.

"Forbidden fruit? We have forbidden fruit? Hey Eve...we have forbidden fruit!!!!!"

"No Way!"

"Yes, way!"

"Do NOT eat the fruit!" said God.

"Why"

"Because I am your Father and I said so!" God replied, wondering why He hadn't stopped creation after making the elephants.

A few minutes later, God saw His children having an apple break and He was ticked!

"Didn't I tell you not to eat the fruit?" God asked.

"Uh huh," Adam replied.

"Then why did you?" said the Father.

"I don't know," said Eve.

"She started it!", Adam said.

"Did not!"

"Did too!"

"DID NOT!"

Having had it with the two of them, God's punishment was that Adam and Eve should have children of their own. Thus the pattern was set and it has never changed.

BUT THERE IS REASSURANCE IN THE STORY!

If you have persistently and lovingly tried to give children wisdom and they haven't taken it, don't be hard on yourself. If God had trouble raising children, what makes you think it would be a piece of cake for you?

THINGS TO THINK ABOUT!

1. You spend the first two years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next sixteen telling them to sit down and shut up.

2. Grandchildren are God's reward for not killing your own children.

3. Mothers of teens now know why some animals eat their young.

4. Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn't have said.

5. The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remind yourself that there are children more awful than your own.

6. We childproofed our homes, but they are still getting in.

ADVICE FOR THE DAY!

Be nice to your kids. They will choose your nursing home.
AND FINALLY: IF YOU HAVE A LOT OF TENSION AND YOU GET A HEADACHE,
DO WHAT IT SAYS ON THE ASPIRIN BOTTLE:

"TAKE TWO ASPIRIN" AND "KEEP AWAY FROM CHILDREN"


Thomas Siegman
tbsiegman *AT* yahoo.com

Jer,
I'd be interested in hearing what you collect. Here are some random thoughts:
1. Things are easy when they are going well. The key areas to prepare for are the bad times.

2. In any given situation we tend to react the way we've seen other people react before. Giving some forethought to the situation will let you act spontaneously in a way that you want to act.

3. Most times when we get angry, it is because we are afraid. If you can own the fear and communicate it, it is usually more effective than simply being angry.

4. The best fatherhood book I ever read was called "Good Owners Great Dogs" Yeah, your kid's not a dog, but the basics are the same:
a. Dogs want to please you; so do your kids
b. Dogs want to have fun; so do kids
c. You never stop being the dog's master; you never stop being a parent.
d. Poorly trained dogs think that their name is "no." Instead of telling a dog what not to do, one must teach them what to do; kids like that too.
And so on.

5. Get sleep now.

6. Excellent communication is key. The best class I ever took on parent/kid communication is the Landmark Forum (www.landmarkeducation.com). It will help you master your own fears and self imposed limitations so that you don't pass them on to your kids.

7. Enjoy. Even when things seem horribly wrong, it's part of a great cosmic dance.

8. Be someone you want your kid to say "I want to grow up to be just like him"

9. It's not what we do; it's who we are being as we do it.

10. The reward for being right is that you get to be right. It does not make you loved, it does not make you effective, but you do get to be right.

Seigo Ishimaru
Seigo.Ishimaru *AT* tokiom.com

Jer,

Not yet having had the opportunity awaiting for you, can't be of much help. Rather, guess I need a preparation guide myself. (And a guide of "how to convince your wife to be a mother", ha! )

All I can say to you now is, congratulations!! You are about to go through one of the most precious and wonderful experiences of your life.

All the best,
Seigo

Kevin Epstein
kevep *AT* yahoo.com

Mazel Tov! That's awesome news! I will be rooting for December 24. I think all three family lines extending from Bobe and Zeide should have a December 24 birthday. Aunt Eleanor and I have two of the lines covered. Now your kid could be the December 24 birthday from the David Epstein line.

I don't have any great pearls of wisdom for you now. You don't really need them anyways. With the love you and Tamar have for each other and will have for the
baby, you've got this fatherhood thing made.


Epstein, Barry (DLS)
bepstein *AT* slpcapital.com

In today's WSJ artice ( on the front page of one of the back sections at the bottom) there is a summary of a number of studies. The results are that the father's influence on their children (in some realms) when the children is very young is more powerful than the mom's and a good indicator of the child's future psychological health. It is a fabulous article entitled "Move Over, Mom". Let me know what you think.




Noah Kressel
nkressel *AT* 92y.org

Not having a child of my own, although I hope to one day (I've got some good news of my own - Lisa and I are getting married in Aug), I can't speak from experience...but Mazel tov!!! I did have a great role model for a dad though. He managed to teach me how to do things without forcing anything, sort of by quiet example I suppose. Patience and a sense of humor...

Noah Kressel
Coordinator of Recreation Programming
Makor
212-413-8831

Steve Vardy
vardicus *AT* hotmail.com

Jeremy,
First of all, let me congratulate you and Tamar on the wonderful news. It's really spectacular, and I am sure you will be great parents.

As for advice......! Are you SURE you want to solicit so many opinions about fatherhood? You will undoubtedly receive hugely conflicting pearls of wisdom. But I suppose you can sift through it all and find the nuggets that actually have value.

Not surprisingly, I am more than willing to offer my own take on the subject. I guess I'll just do a stream-of-consciousness thing, as one thought will hopefully cascade into another. Don't be surprised if my own advice conflicts with itself...

I have 3 children, 2 girls and a boy. Fiona, the oldest, is now 12. Gemma is 10, Cooper is 4. Like yourselves, we started our family when we were about 27. You will soon encounter many first-time parents who are a good 10-20 years older than you. God knows where they find the energy. Babies and young children are exhausting. I can't imagine dealing with the stress and pains of pregnancy, sleepless nights with a newborn, first experiences with everything from feedings to teething. Cooper was born when we were 36. By then we knew what to expect, what to worry about, when to let things ride.
As they say, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. We were pretty strong by the time he showed up. We are getting progressively weaker.

In the beginning, when your child is born, there is very little you can actually do to screw things up. Assuming you don't drop the kid, or bounce or shake too vigorously, they are more durable than they look. Yes, the baby will require seemingly constant feeding and changing, and the cherub will instantly become the main focus of your life. But you really can't do much damage yet, as long as you're conscientous about basic care and feeding. Oh, one thought: breastfeeding is great, but if the kid isn't into it don't make
it a crusade. Cheilaugh and Fiona fought over eating from day one, and continue to do so. Children will NOT shrivel up and die if they feed from a bottle. Also, it gives Mom a break and Dad can enjoy (and learn to detest) the entire feeding process firsthand.

Unless you don't mind the thought of sharing your own bed with the kid until well into the teen years, I recommend letting the baby cry itself to sleep on occasion, assuming he/she has been fed and burped and is clean and isn't running a fever. Once you crack and bring the baby into your bed "for a few minutes" you are doomed. They will expect the same accomodations nightly.

Babies have a wonderful, sweet baby smell, especially behind the ears. Even when they need a bath.

Pay attention to the noises the baby makes. They make great gurgling and smurfling grunts when they are newborns. You will miss these noises when they suddenly have disappeared. The grunts get intense as they build up to real hunger and chew on their fists.

When giving a bath, make sure you do funny things with the baby's shampooed hair, and take pictures of it.

It's fun to let babies chew your fingers. Just make sure your fingers are clean.

Every baby throws up. On their parents. It stains clothing. It smells awful. You have been warned.

You cannot reason with newborns, toddlers or 99% of children younger than 6.
Trust me. Be the boss or be the loser. Sometimes, you will be both simultaneously.

As your baby learns to speak, pay close attention to the mispronunciations, speech impediments, and the misuse and misunderstanding of common words. You will never forget them. But try to capture as much as you can on paper or video.

Eventually, your child will no longer be a baby, and you will marvel at the baby pictures and realize how much of that time you don't remember.

When people speak of the Terrible Twos, they are really referring to a period of about 3 years, starting at about 18 months of age, during which your child will discover fun things like fighting with you, throwing tantrums all the time, being stubborn and generally practicing for their elevation to Evildoers. I have absolutely no advice to give here, except to ignore as much of it as you possibly can. With my older kids, I think I let
this phase get to me way too much. I yelled alot, threw fits in retaliation, spanked them on occasion (though I deny this to their faces) and basically lost it alot and at great volume. It didn't solve anything. While it is true that kids sometimes need to feel the Wrath, it's better to keep it a rare event. I learned over time to not sweat all the small stuff so much. I am NOT suggesting you let a bratty kid have his or her way. Just deny it to him or her at low volume.

Your house will be a complete mess until you are 50 years old.

You will never seem to have enough money.

Your car will be a complete mess until you are 50 years old.

You will find yourself obsessing about housing costs, property taxes and school districts. If you choose private school over public, make sure you live in a good school district anyway.

You will go to see 2 movies a year, until the child is about 5. Then you will see about 10 movies a year, but only 2 of them will be for grown-ups.

You will find that your friendships change. People you are close to now, whom you have known for years but who do not have children of their own, will not call you as much. Old friends who do have children will not call you or get together because they are too busy. Your new friends will be people you meet through play groups and pre-school activities. You will talk endlessly about your children, your careers, your houses and your property taxes. Men will talk with men, women with women. You will prefer it that way. Contrary to what you may have been told about the suburbs, there are NO key parties.

Try not to get too upset at childless friends who try to one-up your stories about your baby by telling you a stories about their pets. This will actually happen. Trust me. The Infant Epstein will be equated with a cat.

You will never, ever have enough time to spend with your children. No matter how much you try to balance things, you will be torn. You will feel guilty.

At some point, it will occur to you that your baby has become a person. With individual opinions and tastes. You should respect this, even as you try to shape said opinions and tastes. If you are lucky, as time goes on, he will become quite articulate about why he likes/dislikes something, and his thinking will take him well beyond what's merely popular and conventional.

Share your enthusiasms. When they are young, children will catch them.

I'm not one to advocate Power Parenting. I don't think kids need to be writing sonnets by 3 years of age, nor playing violin expertly by 5. They won't be Olympic athletes either, most likely. It's great to expose kids to as much as possible. My children love to write, draw, act, play music. But we don't make these things stressful tasks that must be accomplished at peak performance levels. Stress and obligation are the exact opposite of what creativity and exploration should be for kids. We have known many families with stressed-out kids who have forgotten what it was like to enjoy doing something they used to love. That's not part of growing up. That's tragic. I was deeply thrilled yesterday because Gemma wrote in her yearbook that I was her hero, because I "encouraged her in her interests." Exactly what I had hoped I was doing. Encouraging, not pressuring. It's rare that you get such clear-cut signs of having done something right.

Another clear-cut sign is spontaneous hugs from your children. They don't continue to do that forever. It's the best thing in the world to be your kid's hero. And it doesn't last long.

Remember to let the kid play. Not every moment of every day should be scheduled and structured. The best parts of childhood - of life, in my opinion - are all the unscripted, unexpected moments. Between classes...in the car...pizza and videos on Saturday nights...reading bedtime stories... lounging on the couch.

In the end, you have to go with your gut on just about everything that matters most when raising kids. It is your job to teach them things and help them grow, but the fact is you'll do as much learning and growing as your child will. Your life is about to change forever. It will be the best experience you'll ever have.

Becoming a father is the one decision in my life about which i have absolutely no regrets whatsoever. I believe you will feel the same way.

No doubt I have forgotten all the truly good points. But the really, really big one is: say "I Love you." Alot. My kids seem to like that.


Good luck and much love,
SV


From: Aaron Frank
Sent: Thursday, June 12, 2003 5:41 PM
To: Jeremy Epstein

Congratulations! That is excellent. As for advice, you’ll get PLENTY before you’re done – from everyone, even people who have never had kids! :-) And you can find a book by an expert who will tell you whatever you want to hear. So, listen to people a little but not too much! Is this your first? If it is, the one thing I would say is spend a lot of time with your wife doing things that just the two of you can do and wouldn’t do with a baby. My wife and I just came back from our first date in three weeks and we won’t have a chance again for a while. Her folks are visiting so we Sam w/Grandma. So do special things with each other!



Sorry. I’m not planning on being in Redmond again until July. I’m off with my wife and son until then. That is one of the best benefits at Microsoft, btw – one month paid leave for a new dad! Be sure to use it.

Congratulations again!

Aaron

Miles Levin
miles *AT* mileslevin.com

I'll give you some advice people often don't like to admit, but is often the truth especially for fathers. Love may not happen at first sight.
The love and instant connection I thought would automatically occur at the birth of my children, took months to develop. Instead I 'forced' myself to have that love at first site, and went through the motions, and exhausted myself by sleeping in the hospital with my wife for 3 days, while rarely putting down my children even during the pathetic naps I took.
When children are born, they look weird - sort of like aliens. They don't do anything, have no reactions, make a lot of noise, and require lot's of attention. Moms love this and usually do have the 'love at first site', but Dad's often don't. Dads usually imagine babies, at about 5-6 months and onwards, when babies start moving, can climb over things ( Daddy's belly), start giggling and positively respond to parents increasingly so. So just realize the love you'll experience for your child, may be at it's lowest point at birth and you may end up just going through the motions for a few months as the powerful parent-child connection develops. Don't feel bad, that's just life for many new fathers.

On a different note....I'm sure you're aware of the Jewish custom not to buy anything for the baby before birth. I know plenty of people who ignore that custom, insisting that their just doing it to be organized, to be properly prepared, and that things are too hectic afterwards
- Whatever. I had twins, slept in the hospital the first 2 nights, and had plenty of time for everything. I installed four sets of car seats ( two for each car) bought hundreds of dollars of baby bottles, clothes, pack n play, towels, diapers, laundry detergent, and other crap. I set up for a bris, spent too much time on a corny speech for the bris, worked on a website,
sent out emails, etc etc. We did have lot's of help from the community. Someone lent us one crib, we bought another, made lot's of meals for us (usually lasangna). The babies slept in the same pack n play for the first month. All we did was empty out our former office/computer room. No decorations, just some early presents were placed in the room ( including four car seats someone bought for us) Perhaps if we had money we would have ordered baby furniture in advance to be delivered after the due date.
I'm out of breath. B'shaah Tovah.
-miles


Howard Teitelman
hteitelman *AT* trilliumtrading.com

Hi Jeremy and Tamar,

Mazel Tov to both of you. We are so excited.

As for advice for Jeremy: Don't teach the baby the word Daddy too early on so that he/she will call for Tamar (Mommy, Imma) when there are problems.

Beshah Tovah.

Howie

Yoni Schwab
yschwab *AT* earthlink.net

Jeremy-

I probably hold the distinction as the youngest father on your list (one month, two days). My advice is to get the car seat installed before you go to the hospital - which means doing it way before she's due, in case she's early. If you're going home by cab, then I suggest getting the car seat early and practicing on other cars. Oh, and don't forget to learn how to adjust the straps.

That was my worst moment as a father so far, and it happened on day 3 of Hillel's life!

Good luck, enjoy, and b'sha'ah tovah!

Yoni

STACEYMINTZ *AT* aol.com
STACEYMINTZ *AT* aol.com

Mazal Tov on the good news. How exciting. You should email Abraham for his opinions . However, coming from the mother (as I'm sure your mother would agree) any and all help from the father is always very welcome. Dirty diapers don't bite so dig in! Most important , take tons of pictures and videos because it goes by too fast and you forget. Love to Tamar. Stacey

LT Joseph Cohn
cohn *AT* ait.nrl.navy.mil

Well,

B'shaah tovah! I would suggest always looking in on them when they are asleep (at night, before you sack out) and you have calmed down from the day- that is when you are almos guaranteed that they will look picture perfect just like you imagined they would, no matter what they have gotten into during the day.

Joseph Cohn, PhD

LT MSC USNR


N. Glasner
nm.glasner *AT* verizon.net

That's the thing - it's very personalized. Given the way you operate in everything else, I'm sure you will be "all you can be" even without all the advice.
Enjoy, have fun, be yourself, and get some sleep now while you still can.
Love, Nina

Sol Glasner
sglasner *AT* mitre.org

Jeremy---First I will offer you & Tamar a super Mazal Tov---this is really exciting news & opens up a whole new, challenging but most wonderful, dynamic chapter in your lives (and that's coming from someone who always found the timing of our kids' respective arrivals to be most inconvenient. )---

-I need to think a bit about the advice part--but keep in mind that free advice is worth what you pay for it. Probably, my instant bit of wisdom is mainly to trust your instincts---Be yourself
(though figuring that out is probably the greatest life-long challenge) & let yourself enjoy without getting too hung up about trying too hard to fit into someone's idealized version of what fatherhood is about.

As for the trips without wife and/or kids----they too have some value----but don't overdo it!

Cheers,
sol

Lipshultz, Andy
Andy.Lipshultz *AT* am.sony.com

Congrats. That's great news to hear. I think you will certainly hear the same platitudes ("it changes your life", et al) and I'm sure you know that it will. However, there is nothing like experiencing it. My $.02's:

* Get the book "Baby Bargains": Demystifies things like strollers and car seats
* Take as much family leave as you can. You don't get those first couple weeks back and work will go on without you.
* Kids really do amaze and delight, but every so often they can frustrate. Take time occasionally to reflect on how you react to these frustrating times. Was the battle of wills worth it? Did it teach them anything? My big thing now with Zack (now 2 and a half) is that I don't want him to learn to whine to get what he wants. If he says he doesn't want to do something nicely, I may give him a moral victory by allowing him to help in the
activity he doesn't want to do (i.e. "I don't want to wear sandals, I want shoes." Zack, can you help me pick out which socks we're going to wear and then put on sandals? Crazy, but sometimes that works).

That's it off the top of my head. Congrats again.

Andy

Zinn, Nancy (HBO)
Nancy.Zinn *AT* hbo.com

Jeremy. That's great news.

I'll tell you now that I've found nothing better than the feeling I get when Jacob holds my hand, gives me a kiss or when I can make him laugh.

everything changes, and you can't remember what it was like before. It's
the most incredible love in the world.


David Bench
david.bench *AT* earthlink.net

B'shaa Tova to you and Tamar!!!! When you get the advice, pass it along. Dro is expecting in the end of October...

May we here only simchas!!!!

db


Joan Goodman
joang *AT* gse.upenn.edu

MANY CONGRATULATIONS.

DON'T SEEK ADVICE. YOU'LL DROWN IN CONTRADICTIONS.

JOAN



Emily Reisler
emjreis33 *AT* yahoo.com

Oh my goodness!! Congratulations!! Mazel Tov!! I am so happy for you guys! What a blessing... Honestly, you probably don't need too much advice--I am sure your
dad set incredible examples... Eventhough I am NOT a dad, hehe, (or a mom), I would say follow your instincts and you'll be fine. :) Please tell Tamar congrats and good luck for me!!! Talk to you later!
Emily :)

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Emily Reisler
Michael Findling
findling67 *AT* yahoo.com

Now, I'm not a father, that I know of! But, the one thing that I know I will carry from my father to my children is that there are many kinds of people in the world: rich, poor, black, white, Jewish, Catholic, Muslim - and we have to treat them as we would want to be treated.

It's basic, it's cliche, but he's taught me well. I think it's amazing you and Tamar will be parents soon - I HONESTLY can not think of 2 people to be better parents who will create a child of love and gifted knowledge to encourage the world to be a better place. Amazing, amazing, amazing.....shabbat shalom my friend.

Michael

Landy, Jonathan
JLandy *AT* wc.com

Jer,
Mazel tov on the exciting news! We're thrilled for you. Needless to say, there is much one needs to be prepared for, but at this very moment I have no one-in-a-million nuggets to offer. I will forward them along as they come to me. One thing I will say, however, is in terms of dealing with a pregnant wife, particularly as she becomes ever more pregnant,
absolutely get her whatever she wants, take every birthing/parenting class she requests, spend as much time as she likes looking at baby furniture, talking about names, etc. You will find it all worthwhile, trust me. Anyway, hope Tamar is feeling well, and I'll write with more soon.
Jon

Isaac, Marty
marty.isaac *AT* webloyalty.com

congrats! Don't stop at one ... go for 3!
all the best ... Marty

ps. When she's in labor and you're watching the device that measures the contractions, don't ooh and ahh too much as the contraction begins and ends (eg., "wow, that was a big one ... "). Also, don't get too involved watching tv and miss a call for somemore ice. Good luck!!




Josh & Shelby Rogers
joshandshelby *AT* mac.com

WOW!

Congratulations!!!

My advice:

1. Sleep as much as you can now.

2. Don't reveal the baby's name except to parents who have recently had children. First, they know how near and dear the name is to your hearts -- and won't make faces or odd remarks; and second, they know the list of the top 10 names for both sexes for the past 10 years!

-shelby

Ralph Perlberger
ralphxp *AT* earthlink.net

Your baby will have very few needs and, if those are satisfied easily and comfortably, he/she will find the world to be a warm friendly place. If not, he/she will learn that one has to battle to get anything.

Your baby wants to be fed when hungry, be warmed when cold, be burped when necessary, and live in a clean diaper. Guess which one you can do the best. No, it is not breast-feeding. If you realize that changing diapers is one of the few ways in which you can make the baby happier, it will be not an onerous task but a sought-after task.

Next, if your baby treated as an incompetent, you may be sending a message. If your baby is treated as a real person, with wishes, abilities, etc., he/she will feel like a real person.

Last, this is going to be more fun and a better feeling than you have ever had before. Enjoy it while it lasts.

Love, Ralph

P.s.: e-mailed to you from the Wobers in Glasgow.






Char2Mike *AT* aol.com

Congrats! Very exciting news! Kernals of wisdom? The funny thing is that after three years with Danny I am not sure I have any. Parenting has been the most amazing and rewarding and yet utterly humbling experience of my life. What does all of it mean? I guess just to treasure every moment. The best way I have come up with to explain the phenomenom is simply that it has helped me and Mike move from being a couple to being a family, it has helped me to think outside of myself all the time and to prioritize in ways I did not think I was capable of. I have had moments when I've lost my temper that I am not proud of, having to ask my son for forgiveness, moments of joy and happiness I
cannot believe I lived without for so long. The wonder of being present and watching my son gain skills, experiences, understanding, independence. There is the incredible being that Danny is, so much like me, so much like his father, and yet, entirely unique. There is the deepening of my relationship with Mike as he assumes his role of husband to me and father to Danny. Being a wife and mother, or, I imagine, a father and husband is so much more. To sum it up, to me, Danny is the embodiment of all that I can hope for. I have learned to be a much better person because he is. I am so very happy for you and for
Tamar. It is truly an incredible journey.
With Love,
Charlene

george miron
bgmiron *AT* msn.com

My advice: Just look to your own family Jeremy. It is my opinion that you all have created a beautiful family with beautiful relationships, with love and respect for one another Just continue doing what you all have been doing so well.

Mazel Tov. We are going to enjoy hearing about this child. Thank you for letting us know this exciting news.

Best regards. Enjoy the pregnancy.
Nancy

Shulamith Passow
shulip *AT* yahoo.com

b'shah tova! i don't have much advice to offer...though i think a cardinal rule of teaching
applies to parenthood, as well--praise and offer affection as often as you possibly can.
looking forward to reading about your adventure as things develop!

ps--we'll be back in ny next week, so let me know how stein can get in touch with your brother to discuss teaching.

hope all is well,
shuli



Yosef Siegal
yosefsiegal *AT* attbi.com

My fatherly advice is not to take advice from other parents.

Mazel Tov to both of you!! You will LOVE the experience of being a father- it's like no other, and can't really be described until you get there yourself. Enjoy every moment.

Yosef


Joyce Stern
joycestern *AT* starpower.net

Jeremy,

I love to give advice, having lived a long and fulfilling life, and made a lot of mistakes :-), I have some qualifications. But not everyone asks for it. Since you have, I will do my best.

Michael is one of the best fathers in the world. Watching him in action for 40 years has been an awesome experience. He had a terrific role model. And now Avi is a great father. L'dor vdor. Your Dad is also a good role model. As a result, I think you will find it easier to be a good father than you think. Having a good role model makes the job a lot easier.

It is a challenging, however. The hard part in today's society in my opinion, is striking a balance between training/directing (and correcting) and not domineering/controlling. My generation was overcontrolled and beaten into submission, which made for a lot of neurotic, fearful, and angry people. Today's generation of parents is overcorrecting for this, never directing but expecting the child to grow into a responsible adult by breathing air, I guess. They don't even have kids do chores, for heaven's sake! The results often are creatures who (a) are clueless about right and wrong and (b) have expectations that the world owes them everything and they are responsible for nothing. I read in Commentary recently that this problem is greatest in proportion to the education of the parents. I can believe that.

The first thing I would do is to never let them watch TV. Ever, ever, ever. When I was raising mine, the problem was not so great. But now even the kids' shows (e.g. Nickelodeon) are R-rated. At best the shows promote unbridled materialism. But I am off subject. Fatherhood:

Be a father. Not a friend. There is a difference. I see young men fearful of correcting their children because they are afraid of alienating the child. Nonsense. The child wants age peers for friends, not someone 30 years older. Dad should set standards, be a role model of moral behaviors, especially toward his wife and in his business, teach skills (be it fishing or chess). And be there. As in tucking the child in bed. Michael read to the children until they were practically teenagers, and made up wonderful fanciful stories when we took car trips. But there always was a line. He was the Dad. Not their buddy.

And ground them early in spirituality, which is the only reality that lasts and matters. It is never too early to convey to a child that God sees everything and cares what you do. Michael always took the kids to shul and one of my happiest memories is seeing Avi and Michael daven together.And don't forget that our tradition expects a father to be honored. Not only must you earn it, but your wife has a responsibility to give you honor in front of your children. Michael has never, ever criticized me before our children, even to this day, and I try to do as well as he in this respect.

Anyway, I have gone on enough. My best wishes to you for a happy life as a Jewish father. I know you'll be great.

Love,

Joyce

Leonard Epstein
Leonep *AT* flash.net

The first thing to do is have a baby pool. I can provide forms, if you wish. To have this pool, you cannot learn the gender in advance, as that provides unfair advantage. Please advise if you want forms faxed to you. --lae
As an aside, both my brother kevin and Aunt Eleanor are December 24 babies, yes Joe came home from the hospital in a big red stocking, so that is a distinct possibility.


Jonathan Katz
jkatz *AT* cs.umd.edu

Congratulations and let me wish you that everything will happen "B'sha'a Tovah UMutzlachat"!

I wish I had any good advice to give...

I suppose the easy one is: Get all the sleep you can now, and get as much work done as you can now, before things go insane (and they will).

A more gnostic one is: Don't be afraid you'll break your baby, but handle them carefully anyway!

BTW, what are you doing in Seattle and Argentina? Those are both fun places to visit...

Siegel, Joram
joram.siegel *AT* CSFB.COM

mazel tov...we are due october 20th as well. how is she feeling? lynn felt like crap for the first trimester but now feels really good. the only worthwhile thing i have picked up so far is that you have to avoid eating the same things as your wife. when she was feeling nauseaus she could only eat french fries, which i ended up doing as well. now we are racing to see who can gain 50lbs first. be careful. how are things otherwise?

Ayelet Miller
ayeletmiller *AT* hotmail.com

Hi Jer,
Thanks so much for remembering my birthday. It was really nice to get your message.
A baby on the way!!! I'm so thrilled for you. That is such great news. I happen to have a father myself but my tip comes from the perspective of a babysitter. I've been working with babies while I'm in school, doing lots of babysitting. One thing I've found that they really like is the Baby Einstein videos. Baby Bach is really calming. They like it so much, some even cry when it ends so I have to rewind it and then they're happy again.
I wish you both(+1) the best of health.
Take care.
LOVE,
Ayelet



Dialectic *AT* aol.com
Dialectic *AT* aol.com

1) keep a sense of humor
2) every day, you have to back up to let them grow
3) Your name changes and nobody asked you when they are born
4) you will find yourself discussing bodily functions in ways you never thought you would.

Dia Epstein
depstein4 *AT* earthlink.net

Jer,

Regarding your search for fathering advice, I urge you to follow your own good instincts and those of your wise wife. I would expect both of you to be naturals.

Dia

cfdfa *AT* ux1.cts.eiu.edu
cfdfa *AT* ux1.cts.eiu.edu

Jer;
Jeezux X Krist, now you've had it for the next 21 years!!!
I don't know that I've a lot of advice except to READ to the child, TALK to the child and LISTEN to the child.
You know recent research has shown that children learn a lot more than was previously thought during the first year, so just keep on talking even though there is no outward response. Another piece of research has shown that, if you have any inclination to teach the child a second language, this is the time to start -- one study showed that a child never really gained full proficiency in a language, particularly re pronunciation, unless started before the age of 1 year.
I could hardly wait until my son started to talk and could tell me what was on his mind.
Two things I did, both accidental, added I think to the development of my son.

1. When he was about age 6, I built a little desk for him. At that time I lived in a house where there was little extra room, so I put his desk in the study beside mine. Almost every evening after dinner, the evening news and perhaps a single TV program, I would get up and casually remark that I was "going into the study to work". This little 6 year old would also jump up and declare that he was "going into the study to work".
And he would come in, color, make lists...do all sorts of things a 6-year-old could do. I think this may have contributed to the work habits which make him into such a successful lawyer, working long hours.
2. One night when he was ... 10 or 11 ... he could not get to sleep. Two or three times I firmly told him to get back into bed, but "Daddy I just can't get to sleep". So to calm him down, I went in and lay down with him. Now I have a wide variety of interests: mathematics and computing obviously; I also taught descriptive astronomy at the university level (this was when "space" was big with kids); I'm interested in history, particularly American history; and this was at the time when I was trying to get a National Park Service area approved for Illinois so I was very active in politics, making trips to DC to lobby (I even got into the White House twice to talk to presidential assistants). So we began to talk ... about EVERYTHING. So it became a nightly ritual that I would "come rest with me" and we would talk on and on and on. And that went on
until ... some time when he was in high school. Not only did it broaden his world, but built a close relationship between us.
I remember in particular we talked about "conflict of interest" when Nixon was trying to appoint Haynesworth?? to the Court. A week later, his high school principal said he would not permit music teachers to give private lessons to their students in school; tho I though he was wrong, he claimed there was a conflict because in school the teachers might pressure the students to take private lessons from him -- and tho the principal was a friend of mine, he would not change his mind. Alden was devastated for he really liked his violin teacher. So I drew upon our discussion about Court appointments, "conflict of interest", and he was able to accept it.
I guess I was lucky; I had 2 really good kids and both turned into very responsible adults. Now and then I think of things I would have done a bit differently, but ... not many.
Good Luck. And just remember to warm the bottle. // Ferrel

Terry Pittman
terry *AT* postmodern-media.com

Jeremy -
Congrats on your soon-to-be fatherly status. With 12 years of experience and 2 great kids to show for it, I will offer my two-bits without a lot of contemplation:

- Read to your infant every day and night. Children that are read to from the beginning become readers themselves and will develop curiosity about the world that will pay dividends down the road.
- Don't talk baby talk to your infant. Talk like you would to someone you love that speaks your language. I think that infant language skills are hampered by the whacky baby talk.
- Do not be quiet while the baby is sleeping. Vacuum the house, build a deck outside the window, rock out, whatever. Children who are accustomed to sleeping in a normally raucous environment will sleep better than those that have the house turned into a cone of silence.
- Kiss your kid a lot. Hug your kid a lot.
- If it is a boy, and you are changing the diaper and have to turn your back to get something while he's on the changing table, be sure and cover his privates with a towel, or something. Every time I left my son on the table for a nano-second he would soak the changing table, the wall, the floor... Little boys have the ability to reach great heights with their equipment, so beware! (Just to make sure you understand, I don't mean leaving the room for a few seconds while he's on the table - that's a no-no, I'm talking about turning around for a split second to reach for the baby powder, or to pick up the huggie that fell to the floor).
- Buy the Dr. Seuss book, Oh the Places You'll Go and read it to your child often. Read it to yourself when the kid is not around. It is full of wisdom for life.
- Sing a song to your baby in a rocking chair each night. Do not sing Rock-a-bye-baby. That is a creepy song. Pick a good folk song, something by Bob Dylan, Elvis, Crosby Stills and Nash, or anything that you can reasonably sing. Your child will soon ask for you to sing it and this will be the only time that an audience asks for you to sing. Very gratifying.
- Remember some old stories that your grandfather told you when you were a kid, embellish them and tell them to your kid. Don't break the chain and let a family story disappear.
- Play music, all types of music. Music is a language and children who are not exposed to music early have a harder time learning this essential language.
- When you talk to your child, kneel down to their level (physically) so you can look them in the eyes and you can both hear and see each other clearly.
- Explore your house (before and after your child is born) while crawling on the floor. Things look very different from down there and that's what they will see. You need to understand the world as your child experiences it.
- When your child is big enough to walk (or wobble) let him/her take you on a walk. When your child wants to stop and examine a rock, a piece of grass, a popsicle stick, a jar of jelly in the grocery store, etc., pause, and try to see what they are seeing. If you are always in a hurry and tug them along past these little treasures you will raise a child prone to ignore his/her curiosity.

I'm sure there are other things that will pop into my head later tonight, but this is a good start. I hope you will enjoy being a dad as much as I do. I love being a dad more than anything in the world.

Best wishes,
Terry




MidSis48 *AT* aol.com
MidSis48 *AT* aol.com

Dear Jeremy,
First of all, mazel tov on the wonderful news that you and Tamar will become parents soon. That is great news. I am sure that all your family is overjoyed.
I do not have advice so much as just a few comments.
First, parenthood is a lot harder than it looks. I found that flexibility was a desirous quality to have during the early years. Anticipation of what might come next is also useful. David tried not to talk too much about the children when we were alone with other adults...he seemed to need to separate himself from his role as a parent from his role as a friend or rabbi ...does that make sense?
I think that I tried to enjoy my children and take any opportunity to join them in their world. I feel good about the fact that my children like me as well as love me. and I think that it is because I worked hard at parenting. Even with all the advice, you have to do or act in a way that feels right for you and Tamar...
You both will be wonderful parents...we wish you much joy along the way.
Keep us informed about the next few months.
Again, mazel tov.
Regards to Tamar,
Cynthia and David


From Men’s Health

The Guy Who Never Stops Working

I work all day, and my wife takes care of you 4 year old and the baby. As soon as I get home, I play with the kids and help them get ready for bed. My wife takes it easy when I get home. Don’t I get any downtime here?

I get it. You deal with a nasty boss, high-pressure deadlines, and some real ruthless folks at work, right? And your wife, all she deals with is diaper rash, nuking a few hot dogs, and flicking between Nickelodeon and the Disney Channel? Do this: Trade places for a week, then tell me who needs the downtime. What you have to understand I s that when it comes to your home life, you wife’s the starting pitcher, and she throws a ton of pitches every day. Be a trouper and close out the game, would ya? The more save you make, the more she’ll ant to give you a break and throw a complete game herself.

The Guy Who Wants to be a Good Dad
Jim, I want my kids to do great—in sports, in school, everything. But how do I push them without being one of those pushy parents?
Forget he kids for a sec. I’ve been back here a long time, and I’ve heard thousands of guys approach nice-looking women and say, “Can I buy you a drink?” Sounds simple enough, but you know how many ways a guy can say it? Too cocky. Too car salesman. Too sudden. Too desperate. It’s all about tone-here, and with your kids. You can push them, you can even criticize them so they’ll learn. But pay as much attention to your tone as you do to how well he squared around on the bunt. With kids, one bad snap can ruin everything. Whatever it is you want to tell them, think: slow and steady, relaxed and patient. Because if you Bobby Knight them, you’ll be fired—and won’t be hired again.


Joyce Stern
Your son is at five your master, at ten your servant, at fifteen your double, and after that, your friend or foe, depending on his bringing up.- Hasdai ibn Crescas
As cited in "Jewish Wisdom" by Rabbi Joseph Telushkin.Dear Jeremy,
I came across this today and as you invite advice, am sending it for your edification as you ponder your upcoming entrance into the status of fatherhood.
Joyce

Wednesday, April 09, 2003

Thoughts on the Liberation of Baghdad

How did you feel when you saw the "Liberation of Baghdad?"

I literally started to get choked up this morning as I was watching it.

I know there are those who will never be convinced about the justness of this war. They believe they have the monopoly on goodwill towards man and that if they feel it unjust, it must be so. This morning, though, as I saw Iraqis dancing in the streets, trying to tear down a statue of Saddam, and saying "We very happy!" I couldn't help but feel proud and feel like the free world had really done something about the oppression that others, less fortunate than we, were suffering.

I know the work of rebuilding starts soon and the party of these next few days/weeks will soon be a memory, but it's important to remember these pictures and scenes as we face the even greater challenges ahead.

The world changed on September 11 when I was on the corner of 6th Ave and Bleecker St. watching the towers fall. It's been remarked that "we knew the world had changed, we just didn't know how."

Now, in part, we know how. We know that, at least in this case, the free world is no longer satisfied to sit on the sidelines, let tyrants do what they want to their own people and serve as staging grounds for vitriol and threats to our existence. And we also have begun to validate the phrase that people are born with the right to "life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness" on a global scale.

Saturday, March 22, 2003

On War Watching...

I realized I sounded ridiculous yesterday when I asked a colleague "Do you have any weekend plans or are you going to stay home and watch the war?"

Before I go on, I should say that I fully understand that war is a dangerous and risky business not to be taken lightly and that I am in favor of our efforts in Iraq.

That being said, though, doesn't this whole experience feel a bit surreal? I mean, if Vietnam was the "Living Room War," is this the "Real-Time War?" I give the military a lot of credit. They've figured out very well that this is a war being fought on two fronts. In Iraq and on TV. But, it seems like in the Psychological War being waged against the public, (we're getting leafletted like enemy troops only it's not coming from a plane, it's coming from a satellite), the whole experience has become more Hollywood/Broadway than anything else.

"Embedded" journalists who interview soldiers, thus giving them a human face, staright from the front. Pictures from the tops of tanks moving across the desert a half-world away seeing things as the troops themselves see them for the first time.

"Shock and Awe?" Come on, if this isn't outright propaganda, I'm not sure what is. My co-worker came into a meeting I was having yesterday and said "Hey, the Shock and Awe show has started." And he wasn't kidding.

The risk, as my friend in the Navy pointed out, is that we all start looking at war as a joke. We are over-saturated to the point where we get blase. Instead of expecting people to die and being sad when we hear about it, we are almost surprised. We have been so convinced that this war is like the Super Bowl champions playing a high school team that we run the risk of forgetting that things can and will go wrong. Bush and Blair are trying to stem that tide, of course, but look at the stock market.

Even more than the naming conventions is the impression that war is run according to a network schedule. Yesterday, I saw a reporter on MSNBC say "we were told that some cruise missiles were launched from ships in the Red Sea and that they were to arrive in Baghdad at 1pm Eastern Time and wouldn't you know it? Exactly at 1pm." He was so impressed, he must have mentioned it 4 or 5 times.

It's like we can plan our viewing schedule around it-- "Hey, it's 5pm, let's see the F-16's take out the tanks in Mosul." Pretty soon, it'll be published online and we'll get wireless email alerts about what is happening.

What's next? Corporate sponsorship?

"On time delivery of cruise missiles to Baghdad...brought to you by FedEx."

"F-16 plane....$20 million. Bradley Fighting Vehicle--$10 million. Seeing Saddam blown to smithereens? Priceless."

"The Marines use Hummers to invade Baghdad, don't you need one for your daily urban assault?"

At first I thought this would be a great way to alleviate some of the taxpayer burden towards the Defense Department, but then we run the risk of some Marketing VP going to a CEO and saying, "You know, we're launching a new product next month, maybe we could invade Yemen?"

I know I'm getting carried away and I guess I have enough faith in most of America (and limited parts of the rest of the world) to recognize that this is a serious matter, but the fact that we can do this saturation "Shock and Awe" coverage doesn't mean we should. We run the risk of losing perspective.

I have to admit, I'm already guilty of lost perspective. I am fully aware of the dangers to human life, but as a devotee of the History and Discovery Channels, I find myself fascinated by the presentations on strategy, technology, and logistics that the full-time coverage begets. It's like a classroom for me and at times, I forget that it's real people risking real lives. And that makes me feel sad.

Whether it's good or not, it doesn't matter, because it's here to stay. We scrutinize our government and military (which is a good thing) and thus demand this type of coverage.

We also may as well get used to the fact that it's here because the technology to show us what's happening will only improve and there are, unfortunately, more wars we'll have to fight in the near future (this is only the first of many in my opinion--for a great article on this, see "The Pentagon's New Map" in March 2003 of Esquire..I can email it if you want it).

I guess the challenge is to watch and learn without losing perspective.

Just some thoughts I felt compelled to share.

Monday, February 17, 2003

Two feet of snow as drama (and the other things going on, a.ka. Life)

Tamar originally thought that this email lacked some passion and sounded too much like a Microsoft commercial! Let me know your assessment…Jer

BEGIN HERE

I don’t think I have seen this much snow since the weekend my first sister was born 24 years ago. I remember making snow tunnels and jumping off the top of the family station wagon.

The most fun I’ve had this time is just staring out our windows and watching the whole drama unfold. You see people fighting the elements to get their cars out. You see nature’s perfection at huge swaths of land perfectly blanketed by pristine white snow. You see a major road artery devoid of any traffic in the middle of the day.

Like a little kid, I begged Tamar to come out and play with me, which she eventually did. Well, I actually was the one who played and she watched me jump and dive into 10 foot high piles of snow. She correctly pegged me when she said “you didn’t want me to come to play with you, you just wanted to show off in front of someone.” I married a smart woman, that’s for sure.

Today, after seeing so many people struggle with their cars, I decided that I had been cooped up long enough and could be of assistance, so I went down and offered my bulk services to help unlodge 6 cars. I got Good Samaritan points from them and a nice workout for myself. My back, however, is starting to hurt me...yet another sign of aging.

It’s funny, all weekend, I found myself just rooting for more snow. I liked the feeling of being “trapped” in a way, with no place to go and the feeling that thanks to the Internet, phone, and TV, I was still in full communication with the world. Probably a part of me was thinking back to my childhood where the more snow meant more snow days from school.

Yesterday and today were crazy in terms of the raw amount of snow (pictures are available), except now we don’t have a station wagon. We do have our first, and now second, cars, however, which we purchased in one of our first moments in the ‘welcome to life outside of New York City’ phase of our lives. Our first car is a 2003 Hyundai Elantra. Great warranty, great price, and handles beautifully. Then, we paid almost nothing for a 1991 Corolla in great shape with 65,000 miles on it. So, we are officially a two-car family and doing our part to help fund militant Islam’s attack on western civilization.

The snow, at least in our minds, has taken us away from the ‘orange’ level of terror alert we as a nation are supposedly on. Tamar told me she’s purchased duct tape and plastic for our windows, though I’m not quite sure what our defensive plan is should the unthinkable actually occur.

I guess I’ve developed two types of emotions about the whole thing. One a sense of resignation, not surrender, but really acceptance that whatever happens here is going to happen and that I can’t freak out about the possibilities. The other is a sense of determined resolve, that we must ACT in order to minimize the likelihood that the worst case scenario will actually play out. Truth is, aside from my ongoing frustration that not everyone sees the threat of Iraq and militant Islam (for starters) as clearly as I do and the reframing of my philosophical adversaries as intellectual sparring partners designed to help me improve my own skills, we don’t really think about it all that much.

Instead, we are focusing on the challenges of building our lives anew in a new home. It’s definitely tough at times because we have left a wonderful community of friends and associates in New York and we are comparing the bonds formed after years there with a few months here.

Further, as my brother pointed out, it’s more challenging to build friendships as a married couple, which we are doing now for the first time. You both have to like both of the other people, or at least be mildly tolerant of the one of which you are not as fond. Also, we’ve found that at the synagogue which we attend, many of the couples our age are at a different stage in life because they have children, or at least one child.

I’ve been wondering if people get to a point in life where they just say “you know, I think I have enough friends” or where making new friends is not really a high priority, which makes it difficult for us to get motivated to go out and meet new people or get so excited about new people who reach out to us. Thoughts?

On the professional front, I am really enjoying the opportunity I currently have with Microsoft. My role is titled ‘Business Productivity Advisor” and my responsibility, simply put, is to help customers use the technology they already own in more productive ways.

Many have asked what this means…

Think about yourself…if you are like most people, you probably own Word, Excel, Outlook and maybe PowerPoint. You probably use about 20-30% of the features in them and you probably think that they do a good enough job for what you need done.

The challenge here, of course, is that when you hear about Windows XP, Office XP, or the future editions, you’re likely train of thought is “I’m not sure I really need that.” Obviously, that hurts sales.

Now, what if I told you that the 70% you aren’t using right now could be used in more effective ways? What if I could demonstrate to you clearly how by using certain features you would be able to save time or money? Or if you own a business, help you earn more money? Would you be willing to listen?

What if you implemented those changes and got those results? Then, when we come around and say ‘Hey, there’s a new version out that’s going to make you more productive, more money, etc….”, you’re more likely to be interested in owning the next version, aren’t you?

That, in a nutshell, is what I am doing. My assigned customers have roughly 500-5000 employees and are situated in DC, Maryland, or Virginia. Aside from a two-week trip to Redmond, Washington (near Seattle), where I ‘drank the Kool-Aid’ as people like to say (had two weeks of Introduction to Microsoft and why it’s the best), I don’t have to travel very much overnight. I do drive to customer offices during the day, but thanks to Books on Tape, the time is not really a challenge.

I have been very impressed to this point with the people of the company. They are very passionate about using technology to make people’s/companies’ lives better. The company, which obviously has a tremendous amount of resources, does a great job of freeing up your time to do substantive work.

There’s nothing that can’t be done on the corporate Intranet. Need business cards? Takes about 1 minute. Fill out an expense report? Your corporate Amex charges are already there? Book travel? They know that I like aisle seats near the front of the plane, have my frequent flyer miles, and prefer Hindu vegetarian meals. There is easy remote access to the corporate network from any place with an Internet connection, so with my home high speed cable modem and the wireless network I’ve set up in the apartment, I can sit on the couch next to Tamar while watching TV and be searching the internal network for information I need for a presentation. There’s a commitment to empowering people, investing in them, and listening to everyone. Emails get passed around and ideas flow relatively freely. My manager, who’s great, encourages me to constructively criticize him and he helps me deal with my moments of self-doubt about not doing the right thing at the right time. The best part is that the culture expects you to think quickly, act quickly, and learn from your mistakes quickly. It’s a sales and action oriented culture that admires calculated risk taking. I, of course, like that.

Tamar, meanwhile, has been enjoying getting used to her new surroundings. She’s done a remarkable job of setting up and decorating our apartment (which by our previous NYC standards is massive and a bargain—3 times the space at 60% of the rent, with a view of the park). She’s also starting to learn her way around the area quite well.

The job search, on the other hand, hasn’t quite gone as desired. She’s been looking for a federal prosecutorial position and she’s feeling frustrated by her perception of the lack of a meritocratic system and that “you have to know someone” in order to get a job.

This has been the source of much disagreement among us. I say that the “networking game” is merely one way in which people make decisions about a potential pool of applicants by using personal references and friends to vouch for them. I also say that, like it or not, this is ‘just the way it is.’

Tamar feels that she doesn’t want to participate in a system that requires you to know someone to get an interview or a job. After feeling a bit down about the process and the fact that she feels like she is not helping people, she is taking a little bit of time to reconsider her options and discovering that there may be more than one way to help.

As with all change, there is challenge, but we are slowly getting into our groove here. We’ve had visits from the entire Silton family (had 15 people sleeping here one night) and have started to entertain.

We are planning an apartment warming party for some time in later March (Tamar is going to be in Israel at the beginning of the month), so, for those of you in the area, be on the lookout.

Generally, I am finding that this stage in my life is becoming more and more focused on priorities and time management. I am less willing to have my time wasted (what I perceive to be a waste) and am focused on addressing the things about which I feel strongly. Do I have moments of lethargy? Of course, but I’ve been reading a number of books and essays about death recently and I think that I’m coming to the age (I’ll be a whopping 30 next month) at which I’m starting to fully appreciate that I won’t live forever. I do my best to fend it off (we do Pilates and yoga together), but I know that some things are starting to go (like my hair.)

Perhaps the winds of war which are sweeping the world once again are giving me a sense of gravis that I could avoid during the hey day of the Internet boom era. I hope that this war against terror and fascism will be over soon, though I fear that it won’t be.

Our thoughts and prayers are with you.

Monday, November 04, 2002

The Homestretch

If there's one thing that angers me, it is the American who does not exercise his or her right to vote.

As we have traveled across this great country, we have been involved in discussions and read about numerous election races. In Tennessee, the question of whether a state lottery will subvert values or help education is being fought viciously. In Arkansas, the Governor is running for re-election and his wife is running for Secretary of State.  In New Mexico, both candidates for Governor are Hispanic (the first time this has happened, if I recall correctly) in a state where 42% of the population is Hispanic.

I obviously have my opinions, but when I asked a woman today what she thought about the lottery issue and how she was going to vote and she responded 'I don't know, I never bothered to register," I kind of went off at her.

"How can you not vote? Don't you care?" I intoned, regaining some of my youthful idealism which I had lost somewhere over the years.  We've driven over 7500 miles (we just entered Virginia on I-81 at Bristol) and we've seen how great this country is and the thought that there are so many people who just don't have the perspective to appreciate the kind of country in which they live, how others around the world would die for the opportunity to have a blue passport emblazoned with an eagle, to express their will, and speak their mind, and that the one day a year when they are called upon to make a decision they can't be bothered.

If they only knew how the rest of the world lived and how much this country really has to offer. It's such a shame and beyond that, it's embarrassing.
If you don't vote, you really don't have a right to complain because you certainly haven't done anything about it.

OK, enough with my soapbox…We did manage to drive 1000 miles in under 48 hours and made it to Memphis by Friday afternoon at 3pm, where we spent a lovely Sabbath with the Krupp family, whose relationship to us at the beginning was tenuous at best (their son and daughter-in-law are friends of Tamar's sister in Baltimore), but whose hospitality was pure Southern and warmth. Ricki Krupp owns a bakery and if you want some good cookies, cakes, or challah, try www.rickiscookies.com They have 6 children and we were fortunate enough to meet two of them, Hershel and Isaac. Hershel is a spiritually deep soul with a persistent attitude and Isaac is an 11 year old Energizer buddy with a encyclopedic mind of sports trivia.

With the end of our trip looming, it is as if the elements have signaled that they too are tired of holding up their end of the bargain.  For the entire trip until Oklahoma City, we had only 2 hours of rain (in Rapid City, South Dakota); in Tennessee all we had was rain.  The days are no longer sunny, encouraging us forward; they are gray and overcast, telling us that our trip, like the long days of summer, is slowly fading into past, into the memory of another season gone by.  With time a factor (we also made it to Nashville at 1am on Sat. night in time to spend a lovely 24 hours+ with the Sedek family- Naomi being Tamar's best friend from college), the effort devoted to sightseeing has almost vanished and we are left to admire the fall foliage in Virginia and Tennessee (admittedly quite beautiful-in fact, this road, I-81, is probably the best combination of interstate highway and beautiful surroundings we've had. The foliage has the most varied colors of any place, with burnt oranges and reds, yellows, greens and many of the shades in between wholly covering the hillsides like a multi-color installation of nature's wall to wall carpeting).  The sole exception for places to visit was the Sedek's guided tour through the massive indoor structure, complete with forested walking path, known as the Opryland Hotel.

Now, when we don't have the luxury of stopping whenever we want (we need to be back in DC by Tues. PM as Tamar is going to a dance camp on Wed. AM), we are left to wonder about what cities like Little Rock, Memphis, and Knoxville have to offer and we can't stop to see Andrew Jackson's home at the Hermitage or visit Cumberland Gap National Park.  Yet, this is the way of this journey. When we first set out, we each picked our top five priorities for places we wanted to visit and things we wanted to do and we did them. We also knew that on this trip, as in life, you just can't do everything. You make choices and do the best you can with the time you have.
So the places we pass now are just points on a map, gas stations by the highway, and blips of higher traffic volume on a journey that has traversed a continent-twice.

The homestretch drive now requires a 500+ mile drive from Nashville to Charlottesville. Our trip is once again about visiting the people important to us and in the middle of these long, seemingly endless drives and taking time to listen to Larry McMurtry's Lonesome Dove. It also gives us a lot of time to think.

We think about our friends, Raphi and Danielle Salem, who did a cross country trip of their own last summer and provided us with the inspiration to undertake this voyage.

We are in awe at the vision of President Eisenhower, who undertook the largest public road building project since the Roman Empire and at the Interstate Highways that are his legacy, which make crisscrossing this vast land significantly easier.

And we think about each other and talk about what this trip has meant to us in terms of our marriage and our lives together; how we have decided to take this unique period in our lives together and do something with it that can only be done now in this way; how we have grown together by sharing common experiences, by learning to accept each other more for who we are, for learning to appreciate each other's strengths and play to those, for learning how to plan and work together so that both of our needs and wishes are fulfilled as much as possible, to share, to laugh, to cry, and to love.

We've learned that when it comes to hospitality, we have very different expectations. As a hostess of the highest caliber, Tamar thinks of the work associated with preparing for a guest. She loves to do it, but her family culture is one of being completely devoted to the guest. It makes the guest feel like royalty, but takes its toll on the host. As a result, she is reluctant to impose herself on anyone.

Having spent many years backpacking, all I look for is a couch and a warm shower.  I don't want my host to do anything for me or even change their schedule. If they visit with me for an hour, I'm happy, whatever they want to do and that's how I treat my guests.  They're welcome to stay with me and use whatever facilities they need. We'll also hang out, but I'm at home and have my own things to take care of. That's how I expect hosts to treat me. I want them to go about their lives as if I'm not even there. I don't want to impose either, but everything else being equal, I'd rather crash in someone's house than a hotel.

Either way, both of us welcome travelers with open arms-just be aware if Tamar is not going to be there when you show up! ;-)

When we pack up, I organize everything in one central location and move it from there into the car. Tamar has multiple points around the room, but somehow manages to put it all together and get it in the car.

If I don't put things back in a specified place, it takes me a while to find them. Tamar-she just knows the last place where she left them.

I need space in front of me. Tamar prefers to have three bags there for easy access.

I don't mind wearing the same pants and shirts for X days. Tamar prefers to change them.

After a day of walking and driving, I can't sleep unless I've showered.
Tamar can't get going unless she showers.

Tamar eats fruits and vegetables to stay healthy. I drink Metamucil to stay regular ;-)

I could stand on a vista, stare off for hours, and ponder the fate of the universe. Tamar has had enough after 2 minutes.

Tamar gets excited about comparing prices of various stores across the country. I like to sit in the corner reading a magazine, waiting for her to call me on our walkie-talkie, asking me what I want to eat or to come over and try on a pair of pants she's picked out.

Tamar puts on make-up because she's worried about how the gas station attendant will think about her. I tend to think that people I know will understand that the standards are slightly lax when you're on a long trip (I still shower and put on deodorant and my clothes don't smell-I hope).
Though, I have to say, I am coming around to her way of looking at things, as I met a prospective employer on the plane back from DC and my presentability was about a B-. See, I do learn from my wife (since she's right all of the time.)

Tamar thinks about the impact of actions and events on the lives of other people; I think about the impact of actions and events on our plan.

I'm a binge junk food eater. She's a binge junk food eater. All in all, we're pretty healthy, I'd say.

I want Tamar to develop certain habits (like having a digital phone book and learning how to navigate); Tamar wants me to develop certain instincts (like saying "hey, let me ask Tamar" before committing us to anything.)

But I guess this is what it is all about in some ways. Learning how to be two people and yet one couple and enjoying the differences at the same time, while remembering that it is the common values and love for each other that hold us together.

Perhaps the hardest part of all as we end this trip is keeping in mind that even though we are less than 24 hours from our new apartment (we haven't seen it yet, but the movers have placed our items within thanks to the supervisory efforts of my mother and grandmother), that we are still on our cross-country trip. We are coming full circle in the sense that we are passing now through the boyhood home of Meriwether Lewis and tonight, we will be in Charlottesville, near Monticello, the home of Thomas Jefferson, the President who opened up the West in 1803 with the Louisiana Purchase. It somehow seems appropriate that we end in the state where these two men, who were our companions of sort, were born.

We still want to suck the marrow from this bone and be in the present, though our minds are racing dealing with the issues which face us just over the horizon, such as employment, automobile, (re-)learning how to get around, moving into a new community, making new friends, and all of the other exciting things like telephones, bank accounts, library cards, doctors, insurance  and gym memberships.

It's tough. I almost feel like we're going to walk into our apartment after
5 weeks and kind of say "OK, now what? Where do we begin? How do we start building a life here?"

It's scary, yes, and we're nervous, but in dealing with the change, we face an opportunity and a challenge, not a threat. We can decide what mistakes we've made in the past and afford ourselves, in some respects, a tabula rasa.

Really, it seems that, in some ways, our trip isn't ending after all, it's only just beginning.

Some comments that were worth sharing.

>From Mark Spira (a lifelong friend from JDS and an accomplished
>non-profit
fundraiser):

One comment I would have is about your comments about the memorial and museum.  I wouldn't necessarily look at if from the perspective that terrosists would visit and be changed, but from the perpective that children and people who may be lost in the world, like the Timothy McVeigh's and the shooters from Columbine would visit and realize the horror and senslesness of violence against their fellow man and terrorist actions and move forward in their understanding of humanity and not travel down a road that may appear to be the best option later in their lives.  That is who I believe the exhibits are targeting not the Osamas of the world.  Remember there are a lot of young impressionable minds and people in this world searching for their path and if you can present something that educates and may have an impact later down the line, then you have done your job.

Oh and by the way, the Shakespeare comment was right on.  You have to appeal to everybody including the groundlings if you want to have any kind of lasting impact on society.  And often those 'groundlings' more accurately reflect on humanity then your 'upper-classes' do.

>From Paul Spreiregen (his wife introduced my parents for their first
>date
and he's a very well-read and well-traveled architect):

Re San Francisco, the term "Presidio" comes from the Spanish colonial settlement system of the southwest and western coast of America.  A Presidio was a component part of a settlement.  The Spanish colonial planning was the best of the three colonial planning systems (Spanish French English).  It was formularized in the "Law of the Indies", create within about 50 years of
Columbus's discovery of the new world.   There is a museum for this in Spain
where all the original plans and documents are kept.

The Spanish settled the west coast of America because they were sailing across the Pacific, and upon return, could not be sure where they would make return landfall.  Being short of food and water they had to secure the coast so they could land.  Hence San Diego, San Francisco, etc.  They established missions along the coast and connected them with an access road El Camino Real -- the Royal Highway.

The other Spanish settlements like San Antonio or Santa Fe all have similar rationals.  The sites were very well chosen, and the original communities survived and prospered because of that.

>From Hale Foote (a former colleague of my father who lives near SF, and
>the
president of a specialty engineering and manufacturing firm).

Thanks for giving us updates on your journey.  We have made the same route a number of times and hearing particular points described again reminds me how much fun it was.  Isn't it amazing how you can quickly travel from the awful (Las Vegas) to the beautiful (southern Utah)? Guess which one I prefer.

Reading about your father traveling with you reminded me of the cross-country trips we used to take for trials and depositions.  He introduced me to the habit of vacuuming up newspapers in airport lounges and reading them in transit -- starting with the Post or the Times at National Airport, finding the Wall Street Journal upon changing in DFW, the local paper wherever we landed.  I have kept the habit.

>From Gladyce Ehrlich, a cousin by marriage who lives in Las Vegas, and
>a
very accomplished RV-based traveler.

You were right on the button as far as Las Vegas is concerned... Glitzy, Busy, very Touristy on the Strip, and a whole 'real' community off the strip.  Sorry we didn't get a chance to show it to you, but sometimes that's
the way it goes! Another time !!   Where else in the world can you see
Paris, New York, Italy (Venice and wherever the Bellagio hotel is from), Egypt, Old England, Volcanos, etc. all in one place ??  And even on one Street !!  Only in America!! (Read Las Vegas there)...

Just re-read what you wrote, and you described the city very well - as a short time visitor you really picked up the essence of the city - it can really be all things to everyone (as long as you can put up with 120 degrees
in the summer!).   And once you find out there is a real city beyond the
strip, it is an interesting place to live, with Churches, Synagogues, Schools, Shops, and all kinds of politics!!  We are being inundated with all kinds of signs and tv ads right now, coming up to election day.  Did you know that Nevada provides for Early Elections??  Up to 2 weeks in advance of an election day the State sets up various sites so that you can vote and not have to stand in line on election day!  The venues are as varied as City Hall and your local super market!!

…and lastly, some great travel advice from Ranger Ferrel

Welllll, I wasn't too impressed by LA...but of course except for a then-famous author, a psychologist at UCLA, I had no contacts.
    HOWEVER, as you head east enjoy driving thru Indian country
in Arizona and New Mexico.     On a trip to the Hopi reservation, by the
coincicence that the Chief of the tribe was named Ferrel, I got to know the family.  The Hopi res is a very neat place for they've kept their culture better than any tribe in the US.  Tho there are 6 daughters in the family, I know only 2 of them:  one graduated from ASU with highest honors and works for Senator McCain; the other works for the National Museum of the American Indian and see her sometimes when I go to DC to visit my son. But places rather near the highway -- I'm assuming you'll drive I-40...
    Just north of Flagstaff is Wupatki National Monument -- interesting Anasazi ruins, and adjacent to it is Sunset Crater (volcanic) N.
Monument.  And just south of Flagstaff is Walnut Canyon N Monument.

You'll drive thru Petrified Forest N Park -- take time to drive the loop road.  DO NOT be tempted to pick up even a crumb of the wood. In New Mexico, turn south at Gallup and go to El Morro. There was a water hole there, and EVERYONE -- from the 1600s on -- left messages on the Morro (Wall).  You'll see Spanish inscriptions from the 1600s (and the little booklet will translate them for you), eventually the US Army came in and some were extremely skilled stonecutters and left beautiful inscriptions. Drive on thru the edge of El Malpais (huge lava flow) and back ot I-40 at Grants.
    Albuquerque is a fabulous place:  see Petroglyphs N Mon at the west edge of town (in fact one of GWB's friends is trying to get permission to build a road thru it for his development), visit Old Town (GREAT Mexican restaurant -- ??? Teresa, at NW corner of Old Town) and be sure to visit the Indian Pueblo Culture Center (if you're tempted to buy any Indian jewelry for Tamar, THIS is the place -- also beautiful rugs and pottery), not only for sale of Indian artistry but also a museum. Have lunch at their restaurant downstairs.
    [If you had extra time, I'd go to Santa Fe, or south to the Three Rivers Petroglyph Area (near Tularosa) and to White Sands.] Sorry to say, the rest of the trip east is ... well, maybe you'd prefer to fly....

Once you get thru Redneck Country, things get better.  Western N Carolina is nice.  One branch of my family came from near Greensboro. The first ancestor came from Ireland to SE PA in 1686, then a branch moved to N Carolina in the 1700s.  In 1818 my branch moved from N Carolina to Illinois.  The story was that they left because (Quakers) they could not tolerate slavery.  But when I went to N Carolina I found that they were not very popular there because they OPPOSED slavery, which may be one of the reasons they moved.

    I've done a lot of genealogy, discovered incidentally that my 16th great grandfather in 1640 bought ALL of Martha's Vineyard.
sEnjoy your letters!!        Ferrel

Thursday, October 31, 2002

Awe Inspiring Canyons of the Southwest

Forty-five miles to go and forty five minutes to do it.

Now, on an Interstate or a solid US highway, this would not be a problem, of course.  However, this time we were in Jacob's Lake, AZ and the goal was to be at the Grand Canyon in time for sunset, both to see the Canyon while it was still somewhat light and also to experience what we were told was the most dramatic moment of the day over this mile deep gorge which extended miles to the west.

In what has become an all too familiar experience and which has been surprisingly so for two people who are traveling cross-country for 5 weeks, a few minutes in one place where we dawdle or linger ends up having a big impact at some point at the end of the day.

Waking up in Vegas after a big night on the town (plus the fact that I had woken at 7am in DC on Sunday morning, flown to LAX, entered a car with Tamar, driven to Vegas, and stayed up until 2am=5am on the East Coast. In other words, 22 hours awake), we were a bit slow in getting out on the road.

Eventually, we arrived on I-15 which took us out of Nevada, across the most northwestern tip of Arizona and back into Utah.

At the welcome station, the woman gave me (Tamar and my dad were in the car) some great suggestions about how to make the most of our time in southern Utah and arrive in Santa Fe, New Mexico by about noon on Wed. (approx. 48 hours later-this was all done so that we can be in Nashville, TN on Sunday where we will visit with one of Tamar's closest friends).

Her suggestion: Go to Zion National Park and the Grand Canyon for the sunset on Monday, then take the scenic route through Bryce Canyon and Monument Valley to the Four Corners and into New Mexico.

The challenge in every place we went, including every convenience store, bathroom break, scenic overlook, and tourist center was:  just how long can we afford to stay here?

We had a few more challenges facing us on the way back East than the road out West.

First, it was Daylight Savings Time. I am not a morning person. The idea of getting on the road by 7am was tough for us. Second, by heading east, we were losing time in terms of sunlight. Third, with the shorter daylight hours in the evening coupled with a desire to avoid night driving (both for safety and scenic reasons). Lastly, though we knew the distances in terms of mileage, we really couldn't accurately assess the time because the roads varied from 65mph highways to 35mph mountain passes (and less as well).

Further, I've learned that when it comes to time estimates, you need to ask at least 4 people to get a rough average, since no one really knows how long things take. Go ahead…test this theory out.

Plus, with the addition of my father (which gave Tamar an up close and personal opportunity to understand the origin of some of my neuroses, mannerisms, and habits) for the Las Vegas-Santa Fe portion of the trip, we had a third travel style to integrate.

Traveling with my dad is always a wonderful experience. This is the 7th year in a row in which we have taken a trip together.  He's my travel mentor, having taught me how to navigate, to make educated guesses, deduce information about tourist sites, find the unexpected, appreciate the journey as well as the destination and provided ways to enrich the trip with things such as books on tape.  What's more he is an overwhelming source of knowledge. Ask him a simple question and he can expound (in an interesting
manner) for hours about subjects ranging from the Anazasi Indians in New Mexico (the pueblo ruins from 1000 years we visited in NW New Mexico) to the history of Las Vegas, the Mormons, the issues surrounding Eisenhower's decision to dam the Colorado River and create Glen Canyon in the 50's, and thousands of other topics. On the one hand, it's enjoyable, on the other it's intimidating. How can someone acquire that amount of knowledge? He's always reading, asking questions, pursuing knowledge for its own sake. He is my greatest teacher and role model.

When you're on the road with him or anyone for that matter, things such as how long you want to read in an exhibit, browse a souvenir store, or take in a vista are all different. And when you have a goal and you have no idea what the variables in front of you are, it's quite complicated to figure out how to manage your time most effectively.

The highlight of the mid-day on Monday, by far, was Zion National Park.
Named Zion because it is a place that is supposed to provide its visitors with a sense of 'serenity, security, and peace' (the name was probably influenced by the Mormons), it quickly made a case for the most beautiful part of our trip.

At Zion Park, which is a red-rock canyon (by the way, the National Parks'
Annual Pass is a GREAT deal), you drive along the base of the canyon and are surrounded by majestic walls of layered red rock, which naturally take shapes that look vaguely familiar. Remember when you were a kid and you'd look up at the clouds and imagine that you saw familiar shapes? Well, the rocks in Zion and all throughout southern Utah, for that matter, provide you with a similar sense of familiarity.

You can't go directly from east to west across the southern part of Utah.
You have to go around the mountains. In fact, the whole four corners area is on a plateau, the remnants of an age when North America had an inland sea on today's Great Plains and the subsequent earthquakes and volcanic eruptions which helped form the Rocky Mountain chain.
Four Corners is the place where Colorado, Utah, Arizona and New Mexico come together and which we tried to visit, but it was dark already and the Monument, which is administered by the Navajo nation, the largest reservation in the US, was closed for the night. However, we did manage to go from Utah to Colorado to New Mexico to Arizona and back to New Mexico in a matter of 15 minutes. It, arguably, is also one of the most remote places in the United States. In fact, there were points during our drive through Utah where the signs on the scenic overlooks would say something like 'at night, if you looked out from here, you would not be able to see any light.'
What was so special about this part of the trip was precisely the solitude and lack of human involvement.

In addition to the vistas of up to 60 miles, it was the night sky that was most spectacular. The Milky Way was clearly visible and we stood outside of the car, with the lights off, with no noise around us, just staring up at the stars shining down on us.

Well, maybe it's not fair to say that the stars were 'most spectacular'
because by saying that, I am diminishing the raw beauty of Zion and Bryce Canyons and the numerous parks and vistas in between.

What you have here are earth-red rocks which take the most unique shapes. In Bryce Canyon, the formation are called 'hoo-doos.' What they really look like are thousands of red-rock hot dogs of various lengths covering the mountainside.  In Zion and throughout, you'll see some that are naturally formed arches or bridges, a wall that has a fluted look to it, a solitary butte in the middle of a blain that looks like a large cabin, others that look like enlarged crowns, one of a king and one of a queen next to each other.

They are stratified, if that is a word, with different colored layers of rock extending horizontally across the faces of the rock, or in some cases, diagonally. The vegetation varies from trees to shrubs to nothing at all, just dirt.

Sometimes you are looking down upon a mazelike structure where you have no idea how you will enter or exit and sometimes you are surrounded by high walls on either side where daylight can barely penetrate.

Depending on the angle, the rocks take many shapes, varying in their impressiveness, and within moments being forgotten (save for the 130 digital pictures Tamar took on this stretch of drive) or better yet surpassed by the view you get as you round the next bend. The clouds, the shadow, and the snow all interact with the faces of these red monoliths to create natural works of abstract art that leave you aghast at nature's beauty, and blown away at how the apparent randomness of it all could come together in such a harmonic presentation of light and color.

The drive continued to amaze. At one turn are ancient Indian drawings
(petrographs) on a wall depicting a bighorn sheep. At another, you find out that Bryce is named for Ebenezer Bryce, an early Mormon settler who needed timber and thus built a road. His neighbors rewarded him by calling it "Bryce's Canyon."

Somebody told me at the beginning of this trip that southern Utah was "God's country" and now I know why. I guess I feel like there is just no way I can do justice in words to the natural beauty of this part of the country, no matter how hard I try.

We actually did most of the driving in southern Utah and the visit to Bryce on the 2nd day in that part of the country.  It was Zion and the little hiccups along the way (the extended visit at the Ranger station, stopping to eat instead of eating in the car, and an occasional wrong turn) that put us in the position we found ourselves at 5pm on Mon. afternoon in Jacob Lake, AZ.

I don't know how many of you remember the old "Alcoa Fantastic Finishes"
from the NFL games back in the 80's, but the basic concept was that the little feature would show the viewers a highlight from a game that had an amazing ending.

Well, as we set out on the drive to the Grand Canyon, I announced that we, too, were in store for a fantastic finish.  I had opened the day's driving and Tamar had provided some middle relief (over some narrow, winding mountain passes), so we were lucky to have the services of our experienced closer, my dad, to help us get over the necessary distance in the requisite time.

As the light began to diminish and the miles did not seem to pass quickly enough, the crowd in Mudville got silent (namely Tamar), but I was confident.  We have been so blessed on this trip that I just knew we would make it in time.

With each turn we said 'ok, here it is,' but alas, it wasn't and we would need to press on.

At last, and with the sunlight almost gone, we pulled into the parking lot of the North Rim of the Grand Canyon.

Like an adolescent, I shot off, shouting something like "I'm going to see the Grand Canyon" (it was about 100 yards off) and I left my dad and my wife behind. What's more, I didn't bring our dedicated communication devices (Motorola talk-abouts-don't laugh, they prove to be extremely valuable when on the road).

This tarnished the entire experience and I didn't earn any responsibility or sensitivity points with my co-travelers.

I did make it to the Grand Canyon to see it during the last vestiges of daylight. One friend had told me before we left that the average length of visit to the Canyon was 7 minutes, a seeming knock against Americans who can't appreciate what they have.  I now felt guilty because our visit was about 7 minutes as well, because after that, you really couldn't see that much.

Well, maybe a few more minutes than that, but not that much.  I did see the sunset and took in the vastness of this absolutely huge canyon. I appreciated the way the light change ever so slowly as the sun set and dusk and then night finally settled in.

I headed back to the car only to find my dad and my wife very concerned about my whereabouts and safety.  They were right. I had blown this one.
Neither Lewis nor Clark would have left their travel companions for so selfish a mission. I had learned a valuable lesson about teamwork.

Here are some comments on the email on Los Angeles

>From Shai Franklin
Until the Fauvistes or maybe even the Impressionists, artists generally did not paint in "plein air", and if you look back at the Italian masters the light is generally studio light or -- as in the case of Caravaggio -- the Dutch coined the term Kellerlicht for the sweeping light that cuts across pictures like "The Calling of St. Matthew".  Landscape artists, especially in the north countries, did depict outdoor light although most probably did the painting indoors.  Vermeer used the device of camera obscura, working in dark room illuminated by a pinhole lens to the outside that projected the real image onto a screen of ground glass -- hence the early photo-realism of his secretive technique.
It's interesting that, although Getty's home (now a museum in Malibu) was on a hillside near the beach, the new museum built after his death is atop a high hill -- much like Hearst's home.  Art for the masses...hmmmmm.
>From Aliza Zuckerman:
Another thing I keep noticing every time we go to LA is that so many cars don't have actual license plates. They just have the a piece of paper with the dealers name on it instead of an actual plate. Some of these cars look new and may actually be new cars, but some are definitely old and cruddy so I just can't figure it out.

And on Las Vegas…

>From Rick Ezell
Did you notice that in the casinos there are no clocks? It is truly a timeless, unchanging environment they create. 2AM and 2PM are no different in a casino.

As to Shakespeare, historically he was middle-brow at best.  The pit was full of the hoi polloi whom Shakespeare had to satisfy.  His genius lies in the fact that he offers hearty fare for every taste.

And Josh Sharf…
What about the Bellagio?  How could you possibly not mention the Fountains at the Bellagio?

My response: (We missed the last show and left before the first show. We heard it's amazing)

Across the Ages Across America

With our turn eastward on I-40 in New Mexico, just south of Santa Fe, our trip underwent an instant metamorphosis from a focus on the sights, people, and experiences of the US to a focused, two-person shuttle with a goal of Memphis by sundown on Friday afternoon. We planned to cover about 900 miles in less than 48 hours with no sightseeing whatsoever.

Or so we thought. Oklahoma City changed that in a dramatic way.

After spending the night in Amarillo, Texas, our next major city was Oklahoma City. We decided that in addition to visiting the Cowboy Hall of Fame and Western Heritage Museum (which were really good, particularly the life size model of the Old West town and the exhibits about Native American and Cowboy lifestyles, art, and clothing), we also wanted to visit the Oklahoma City Bombing Memorial and Museum.

I have to admit that going in, we thought something like "we know this was a big event, but how can it really compare? Besides, we're probably somewhat desensitized to it by now."

Boy, were we wrong and I am glad about that. The museum starts off innocently enough, like the morning of April 19, 1995 with an overview of what was going on that day. The mayor was going to speak at an ecumenical breakfast. The Water Treatment Authority was scheduled to have a meeting and all of the other basics. You hear voices of kids going to school, mothers waking kids up, firefighters doing routine checks.

Then, you walk into a meeting room (the door ominously closes behind you).
On the table rests a microphone and a tape recorder. It is from the Water Authority's meeting of that morning. It began promptly at 9am.  The first two minutes sounds like any meeting. The chairwoman introduces herself, discusses the agenda, and makes a note of the attendance. Then, even though you know it's coming, it still shocks you.

At 9:02am, you hear it. An unmistakable, room-shattering boom (the lights flicker for added effect) and you know, just as we knew on September 11th, that life had just changed dramatically, only you don't know how.

Then, the door on the other side of the room opens and you walk into a cacophony of sounds and sights. The TV above you shows the first scenes from the helicopter of the destroyed rooms. There are emergency radio calls being played and you can feel the distress in the voices.  The pictures jump out of you as you see one man waving for help as he looks out over a crater where the other part of his office had been.

Then, you get into the lives of the survivors. Through video and computer, you hear story after story of what it was like to see eight people in front of you one moment and then the next, see them fall through the floor to their deaths.  People covered under piles of rubble, screaming, disoriented, and praying. Fears of another bomb. The chaos of not knowing if your family member is dead or alive. All of those feelings we all know all too well now.

The decisions by emergency service personnel made every moment about whom to save and whom to leave to die. There was one woman whose location was known, but the fear was that removing the rubble around her might destabilize a column and trigger a full building collapse. The worst was hearing her son tell of the visit by the emergency people saying basically 'we know where your mother is and she may be alive, but we can't save her.'

Halfway through the first exhibit, Tamar and I felt the first waves of emotion overcome us. The tears welled up and we drew upon our own (all of our own) experiences of having collectively been through this.

The Museum was extremely well done. It brought you into the events, the emotions, the survivors lives, a simple room for the victims where each person has a roughly 6x8 portrait within a glass cube on the wall, at the front of which is some personal effect which, presumably, the family has placed there to give a sense of the person.

The most emotional ones are the children. The beanie baby in one case; The favorite doll in another. There's a Pulitzer Prize winning photo a young baby girl, badly burned, being carried out in the arms of a firefighter.

There's the timeline of the McVeigh and Nichols trials. There are video clips from news agencies around the world. There are different memorial efforts, like the 27,000 pennies collected by schoolchildren.

The whole exhibit is presented as a timeline, from the morning of the bombing, to the day the last survivor, the last victim, was pulled out, to the memorial service the following year, and the completion of the Memorial.
You really feel the full range of emotions as you literally walk through the history of the event.

A special exhibit talks about 9/11 and in one poignant section, a policeman, who was called from the NYPD to Oklahoma City to help in April, 1995, was killed in the WTC.

When we walked out, all we could say was 'Whoa.' It was simply much more powerful than we had thought possible.

Outside the Museum is the actual memorial. On one end is a large archway that says '9:01.' On the other end is one that says '9:03'. In between is a reflecting pool of water and on one bank, 168 empty chairs facing it, representing the minute in between those two times in which all of those people died. We were there at just around dusk, when the lights under the chairs had come on and the intensity of the emptiness was really driven home.

It was estimated that 20% of all the people in Oklahoma City went to one of the funerals following the bombing.

To be cynical for only a moment, the museum's mission is to show the effects of senseless violence, which it does extremely well and to "prevent terrorism."  While it makes an effort to talk about the terrorism on a global scale, the connection between the event and its presentation (which, as I've said is highly effective) and its ability to prevent terrorism is, in my opinion, tenuous at best.

At the end of the exhibit, the wall reads something like "we hope that by seeing what happened here, YOU will be changed and YOU will make the world a better place."  I guess I just am skeptical that any terrorist or would be terrorist is going to 1. visit in the first place or 2. change his mind about the potential impact of terrorism.

I hope I'm wrong and I hope places like Oklahoma City's Museum can have that impact on those who would commit these types of crimes against humanity.

I do know that of all of the places we've visited so far, this was only time where I left the place and said, "I must write this down now. I need it for therapy." That is what I am doing, thanks to Tamar's generosity about driving the bumpy I-40 route to Fort Smith, Arkansas.

All along the trip, we've been marveling at the wonders of technology. I check my email from random motel rooms. Our car reliably takes us where we need to go. Our credit card, used often, brings us supplies whenever and wherever we need them.

But, we have seen the dark side of technology as well. Today, it was Tim McVeigh using 4,000 lbs. of dynamite to bring down a building. Yesterday, as we visited Los Alamos and learned the story of a town that 'didn't officially exist,' of the brainpower assembled in the remote New Mexico desert, now called "The Hill" (it's a town of 18,000 people, 10,000 of whom are employed by the National Laboratory), of the censorship and control the military had over the lives of their civilian employees, we were starkly reminded of the destructive possibilities which technology can wrath.

The accomplishment and secrecy of the Manhattan project is certainly one of the great scientific achievements and I believe its cause was noble and just.  Nevertheless, we cannot forget the effect it had on human lives and the people in Los Alamos don't forget that either. In the small house, which use to be a part of a privileged Ranch School for Boys before the Army appropriated it, there are three pictures of what Hiroshima and Nagasaki looked like after being hit by the result of the developments from Los Alamos.

It was as jarring yesterday as it was 5 years ago as I stood in the Peace Park in Hiroshima, Japan.  And it made me more resilient in my belief that good, freedom-loving people of the world must do all they can to prevent evil people for acquiring and using these types of weapons.

One of the fascinating things about traveling is how you can move across subject matters and historical periods and events in a matter of hours. Rome is a great example of this as you go from the Roman Era to the modern Italian era to the influence of the Catholic Church in one city.

In New Mexico, we had a similar experience surrounding our visit to Los Alamos.

In the morning, we left Farmington, NM, right on the outskirts of the Navajo nation, the largest reservation in the US. Over the course of our trip, we've entered the Cherokee, Apache, and Ute nations among others.  In Shiprock, NM, we spent some time in a convenience store, which was operated and patronized entirely by Native Americans.

We had really hoped to get an introduction to the Navajo culture while on the reservation, to understand how the culture operates today (it has its own police force and political instruments that are separate from the state government), but with no motels at all in Shiprock, we couldn't do that. We did have a long talk with the clerk there. She spoke Navajo as well as English and told us a bit about the Navajo nation (it has its own President, who I subsequently read is being accused of potentially corrupt or at least ethically questionable practices), but not enough to fill our inquisitive minds.

While in the store we also saw another, unfortunate side of life on the reservation. Alcoholism apparently plagues the Native American population of many different nations and we saw two men who fit that bill. The clerk just sort of shrugged and said "he's been drinking" and "the manager tells us to get rid of the drunk ones, but we don't succeed."

It wasn't until we got to Oklahoma City and the Western Heritage Museum that we got a great deal of information about the Native American culture, with one exception.

In Aztec, NM there are some wonderful ruins left from the Anasazi Indians who lived in the area about 1000 years ago and built small communities of common interest. The homes were mostly submerged and built around a small common area. The religious gathering places, known as Kivas, are domed structures with windows to allow for light from multiple angles into the structure. It's got a dirt floor and a hole in the top (I think for smoke from the fires). The video at the Visitor Center was great and told of how the culture evolved from a hunter/gatherer to a farmer way of life and speculated about their sudden disappearance.

Sudden disappearance was sort of our motto, unfortunately, as we began the long road home. With a time constraint of sorts, we would spend about 1 hour in Santa Fe (a beautiful city with a uniform code of architecture (another theme), 2 hours in Oklahoma City, an hour in Los Alamos, and the like.  And now, we find ourselves back in the Plains, shooting across Oklahoma and spending the night in Clarkesville, Arkansas.

Just one comment to share (I think people are getting tired of emails ;-).

>From my cousin, Leonard Epstein
I should've mentioned St. George's Utah to you.  During the family trip in 1972, we came out of the mountains there, and I was extremely carsick.  I finally had to tell my dad to pull over, and I barfed outside the car onto the pavement.  It was exactly infront of the Mormon church in St. George in the center of town.  A Kodak memory?  Just wanted to share.

Tuesday, October 29, 2002

Vegas, Baby!

"I think we have left Planet Earth," I said to Tamar as we entered Las Vegas.

Our search for America has taken us to cities, towns, and hamlets (actually, I am not even sure that if we found a hamlet we would know it), but I think few places epitomize America more than Las Vegas. It's proof of the capabilities and rewards of the capitalist system. It's a living testament to the spirit of the Frontier. It's a place where the American dream of "Rags to Riches" can occur in a moment.

Las Vegas basically proves that there is no such thing as excess. This is a city where too much is never enough. Everything is BIG and done on a grand scale. When you drive down Las Vegas Boulevard, more commonly and simply referred to as "The Strip," you are assaulted by a commercial visual display rivaled in no other place in the world.

The first thing that you see are the hotels, which contain at least 150,000 rooms all told, but calling them hotels in the traditional sense is really not accurate. These aren't just buildings, they are monuments.

When we were in Los Angeles, I saw a TV ad for Southwest Airlines, which had opened up a new service to Las Vegas.  In the ad, a man goes into a convenience store to ask the clerk, "which way to the prizefight?"

The clerk responds: "Ok, go out of here and turn left. When you see the Eiffel Tower, make a right. Go past the flaming volcano and the Statue of Liberty. When you see the Roman Forum, you are there."

The screen then reads: "there's no place like Las Vegas."

First there is the Luxor, which has a full-blown pyramid. Then, New York-New York, complete with Statue of Liberty and Empire State Building. The Venetian looks like St. Mark's Plaza and has a canal going through it. The Mirage has a waterfall with an exploding fire volcano, which goes off every
15 minutes. Treasure Island (where we stayed) has a "Battle for Buccaneer Bay" complete with pirates and sinking ships every 90 minutes. Off in the distance, I saw Seattle's Space Needle and two full-size roller coasters.

Of all of the casinos, I think Caesar's Palace was the best. The building itself on the outside was nothing special, but the copy of the Winged Victory of Samothrace in front gave you an idea of what was to come.

I do have to admit that I felt a sense of elitism when I noticed the statue and, at the same time, I heard a woman behind me say, "Hey, look!  That angel lost her head. She must have been a bad angel."

Now, I'm not trying to say that everyone should know the history of every statue. I guess I would expect someone to say "hey, this statue is standing in front of Caesar's Palace Casino, which obviously has a Roman/ancient theme to it, maybe there's something to learn about this."

As you can undoubtedly tell, I'm really working hard on not feeling elitist or snobbish about the whole experiences, but clearly I'm having issues with it.

To the hotel/casino's credit, in front of the building along the semi-circular driveway, there are statues of the Roman gods with decent introductory explanations of their significance.

The Strip is just non-stop visual stimulation. The buildings are lit up, the neon signs are flashing, there are fountains in front of them and there are tons of people walking on the street.

Now, keep in mind, we were there on a Sunday night, so the weekend crowd (which we passed on the way to Las Vegas as many of them were returning to the LA area) was probably thinned a bit already, but there were a lot of them.  What was noticeable, however, was that in my unscientific research, it seemed like a good 90% of the people there were Caucasian. The remainder were minorities (few Blacks, some south Asians, and mostly Asian) as well as foreigners (granted, some of the Caucasians could have been foreigners, but I doubt they would have dressed this way knowingly.)

So these buildings are all lit up (24 hours a day) and in front of many of them are video screens inviting you to attend the shows or eat the food.

As my father, who met us in Las Vegas for this portion of the trip to Oklahoma City, astutely pointed out, 'everything that is designed to get you into the Casinos is cheap (i.e. food and lodging), such as the numerous 'All You Can Eat Buffets" and if you enter any hotel, 'all roads lead to the Casino.' Tamar and I had to wheel our bags (partially as a result of our own
ignorance) through the slot machine area to check in. On the other hand, it cost $20 just to use the workout room.

Speaking of slot machines, I have to say I don't really understand them and found myself being very judgmental about the people sitting in front of them.  And there are a lot of them. By our estimates, about 70% of the floor space is devoted to slot machines which means they must be profitable and there are all types of games for all types of money. You can play for a penny, a nickel, a quarter, a dollar and you can play traditional machines, or what I called advanced video games such as Monopoly or The Price is Right. I didn't bet, but my dad lost $2 in front of one.

The thing that troubles me about the slots is that it requires almost no thinking whatsoever. At least in the card games, such as poker or blackjack, you need to assess the overall situation and make a risk assessment about your next move.  To me, the people sitting in front of the machines (and you don't even put money in every time, you just put in a bill or have a card and just keep pushing the button to see how much you win.) Ultimately, I guess you have to decide when to cut your losses or take your profits, but the actual game itself didn't do much for me. Now, to be fair, some of the video games do require a little bit of thought, but from my perspective as I walked by, all I saw were people casually sitting in front of machines, staring at them, and occasionally pushing a button. It was just a little depressing. Call me elitist, but I really felt like those individuals were behaving like mindless automatons, escaping from their lives, and not growing their brainpower at all.

The other thing that really impressed me at the casinos was the intensity of technology involved. There are thousands of cameras in black orbs in the ceilings, but the slot machines have card slots where you can insert your Frequent Gambler card and where the casino then knows who you are, how long you have been there, how often you come and the like, then use that information to comp you a room, a drink, a meal, etc.  Basically, this way, the guy at machine 1428 gets a free drink while 1427 does not.  Along with the psychology of the gambler, which I didn't really understand, observing the crowd and trying to find some patterns (only a few), it was the technology that really did it for me in terms of excitement.

Tamar went to bed earlier than I did and when I got to the room, I could not open the door. Not wanting to wake her up, I went downstairs and found out that she had probably dead bolted the door (see what 7 years in NYC will do to you?) and I needed a special security entrance. I showed my ID, he radioed in and minutes later, I was met by another guard at our door. Very smooth, very easy.

With so many dollars on the line, any place where a casino can make a difference by implementing technology, they do so aggressively. And in the non-stop, ferocious competition, the continuous one-upmanship becomes increasingly obviously, thus raising the expectations on the part of the consumers for what the acceptable basic level of experience should be.

What Vegas represents in the American psyche, perhaps, is the opportunity to reinvent yourself.  For many years, frustrated Easterners would go out West in order to start anew and forget their problems 'back East."  Now, with the urbanization of the North American continent, you can't really go to a place where nobody knows you; in Vegas, however, you can go and have the chance of 'making it big,' without the hard work and limiting your risk.

In this way, Las Vegas is a uniquely American experience, a chance to begin again, to lose yourself in a fantasy land.

It's 24/7 stimulation. At any time of the day or night, you can find a place to gamble, to eat, to walk around and see something you haven't seen before, to dance, to drink, and to be entertained.

Entertainment is Las Vegas' specialty, of course. In addition to all of the gambling, you can see shows such as Siegfried and Roy, Gladys Knight, and Celine Dion. There are magicians and musicians. Then there are the feats of the spectacular.

Las Vegas is home to the Cirque du Soleil (I believe), which currently produces two shows. One called 'Mystere' and the other called 'O'.  We were extremely fortunate (thanks to the heroic measures of my mother and my cousin, Doris Epstein) to acquire 2nd row seats for 'O'.

The name, as far as I can surmise, is a parody on the French word "Eau" for water, because the show is based around water. Well, not really around, more like above.  The feats, which include precision aerial aerobics, high diving, jumping, spinning, swimming with bits of cabaret and slapstick, take place ABOVE a swimming pool.

Here are some of the highlights:
-a woman balancing on her head on a trapeze bar 50 feet above the pool of water

-gymnasts being hurled off of swinging diving boards and spinning, flipping, and diving into water

-synchronized swimmers

-chinese acrobats who can lie on their stomachs and bring their feet up over their bodies so that they face forward next to their ears

-a metal frame in the shape of a small boat that rocks back and forth at significant speed, hung from the rafters and, all the while, trapeze artists are performing stunts which include being held by their feet only by the ankles of the individuals suspended above them

None of us wanted the show to end. The performances kept getting more impressive, more daring, and more exciting. At times, I even felt my stomach jump up, so to speak, as I witnessed some of the performances. It was really spectacular. My dad called it "middle brow entertainment" meaning that it was a spectacle, but not on the order of Shakespeare. It wasn't meant as an insult, just an observation.

Las Vegas is sort of like the yin yang of modern capitalism.  On the one hand, there are thousands of people who live in the area and make a living by working in the casinos and hotels, building them, and entertaining in them. There are millions of people whose lives and businesses depend on the existence of this industry. Built in a desert that was once the middle of nowhere, the city is fairly clean and safe and provides entertainment and diversion for millions of people.

On the other hand, the industry is based on people who like to wager money on games of chance, where the odds are announced to be against them.
Advertisements for topless dancers abound as do opportunities for gluttony.
In stark comparison to CA, smoking is permitted pretty much everywhere (save for the dedicated non-smoking rooms) and carrying open bottles of alcohol on the street is commonly practiced.

So, it's both Sodom and Gomorrah and the epitome of the American entrepreneurial dream of building something prosperous out of nothing at all.

Monday, October 28, 2002

We Love LA!

The most common piece of information we received about Southern California is that "no one walks anywhere" and while we can't really confirm or deny that, we can say that it seems like everyone has a car (and 1 out of every 7 or 8 has a vanity license plate) and that walking any type of distance is not so common.

My cousin Josh David grew up in NYC and moved out to LA a few years back. He loves it in LA and we understand why, though he does say that he misses having people on the sidewalk with him on the few occasions when he walks, and we saw what he meant.

He's also a talented writer and is currently on the staff of FoxSports Net's "Best Damn Sports Show Period."  Thanks to him, we had front row seats for last Tuesday's taping. While we thought the actual content of the show wasn't so strong (except for the piece written by Josh, of course), we were extremely impressed by this 'behind the scenes' look at what is involved in putting a TV show on the air. Furthermore, as it is a 24/7 cable sports network, there's round the clock activity, which gives the building (where Rupert Murdoch's office is as well) a sense of motion.

As for the show, the raw number of people who are required- and we didn't even see most of them-show you that when people talk about the entertainment industry, it really is an industry. Camera and light people, stage people, people to move the furniture, writers, a guy to manage the applause for the audience, hair and make-up people, and my personal favorite, the woman whose job it is to remove the lint with one of those sticky rollers from the clothes of the show's stars.

We further investigated the entertainment industry as Josh gave us a tour of the studio. He told us that almost every studio has a "New York" street (Fox uses theirs to film NYPD Blue which they sell to ABC) and which looks like the real thing. Of course, if you open any of the doors, you see nothing but wood and support beams for the fake facades. The scenes are so real, right down to the NYC yellow taxicab and the trashcans.

They also have massive, warehouse-like buildings where sets are constructed for movies which the studios make. But, to be honest, Fox's didn't really compare to what we saw the next day on the lots of Universal Studios.  Part of Universal City, which may even have its own mayor, if I recall correctly, is truly a city unto itself. Universal Studios provides a healthclub, a hospital, a dry cleaner, multiple restaurants, and many other amenities, as well as housing the offices for many famous producers/directors, among them Steven Spielberg.

We were guests of Marc Guggenheim, a writer on one of our favorite shows, NBC's "Law and Order." We lunched with him and two other writers discussing some of our favorite episodes and tried to understand the business of entertainment, which they (as well as Josh the day before) described as very difficult to enter and very difficult to stay in.  Though the industry produces a lot of entertainment, it really sounds like a relatively small clique of people who work together over time.

We heard about how you break in as a drama writer. You should write a sample show for a show on which you don't want to work. For example, you'd like to write for 'ER', send the writers of 'ER' a sample show for another drama.
The idea being that the writers of ER will see the immediate flaws, no matter how small, in a script for their own show, but will appreciate good writing if done for a different show. So, there you have it, for all of the aspiring writers out there.

Universal Studios' lots and sets are absolutely massive. We got into a golf cart with Marc and traveled around, waving to the tourists on the 'regular'
tour, giving them the impression that we were famous, but friendly, Hollywood stars (or at least writers). We saw where Psycho was filmed (I got out and took a picture in front of the Bates Motel sign), JAWS who came shooting out of the lagoon, how Hollywood creates thunderstorms and flashfloods in a special lagoon area, and our personal favorite, the huge concrete tub with blue screen (onto which any image can be projected for effect), where the capsule from Apollo 13, among other things, crashed into the ocean. When it's not in use for water, they build regular sets there, or as we were told in the case of Paramount Studios, they use it as a parking lot. Imagine coming to work one day to find your space underwater.  Speaking of parking spaces, the big perk on the Universal lot seems to be having your own. If you're a star, that's where you want to be.

These sets, though, I'll tell you, when we watch a movie, we just have no clue about how much work has gone into it. The location, the set design, the fake trees made out of rubber and located on wheels so they can be easily transported around the studio, the materials, the design, the location. I really have a much greater appreciation for Hollywood as a serious business than simply a place that turns out mindless drivel. At least the drivel had to have some thought go into it.

Lest you think all we did in LA was schmooze with the powerbrokers at the various studios, we also hit some other highlights, including Venice Beach, which has a magnificent boardwalk with a lot of activity and I think may be the pott smoking capital of California, for reasons I can provide later, if you are really interested.

We took a nice romantic walk on the beach as the sun was setting and appreciated the completion of our first trip across the continent.

The Getty Museum is built on a hilltop in West Los Angeles and which requires a tram to reach from the parking lot.

The thing that struck me most about the museum was the full-scale dedication of the museum to its stated mission of, paraphrased, "bringing art to the masses.'

First of all, the museum itself is an architectural marvel, with stones imported from Italy covering the entire façade and which add to the light, airy feeling that the designers had in mind. Each room is naturally lit through skylights, so that you are viewing the works in much the same way that the creators and original owners did.  There are five different permanent exhibitions, including French furniture, sculpture, and painting from the 17th-19th centuries and there is no admission fee.  Furthermore, there are free guided tours given by Art History Ph.D. students.  We took one focusing on Italian and Dutch paintings from 1600-1800.

The Dutch, because of the growing and prosperous burgher class as a result of the maritime successes of the country and the Reformation replaced the Catholic Church as the primary patron of the struggling artists, so it was about this time that the themes altered from religious scenes, which the Church used for advertising essentially to themes which invoked the Protestant work ethic.

Once upon a time, I would have tried to visit every room in the museum in an effort to "see it all" and as a result would have seen nothing. Now, I take the approach that, "you can't see it all, so just see one or two things that are valuable and move on."

That's really been an overriding effort of our trip because the country is just so large and we only have so much time (we have to be back in DC by Nov. 7th so Tamar can go to an Israeli Folk Dance camp). There are those who say "oh, I can't believe you missed X" but we just recognize that this journey, like life itself, requires making choices and selection.

While on the subject of Israeli dancing, I should say that LA was a major destination for Tamar, as her belief was that it would provide non-stop opportunities for her to dance and the lack of practice the last few weeks had been an annoyance for her.  You have to understand, and she will never tell you this, but she is truly 'world class' when it comes to this line of dance, so the lack of opportunity to do something she loves was a problem.

Unfortunately, the city did not live up to its billing. Some of the sessions she had planned to attend had been cancelled and the others, while fun, did not have the high quality for which she had hoped.  Nonetheless, she was thrilled to see some familiar faces and get  a chance to exercise her legs.

Speaking of familiar faces, they kept on coming as we continued our sojourn in the "Land of People We Know."

We had a wonderful visit with my old JHU pal, Aaron Tapper, a Wexner Fellow studying comparative religion at the UC-Santa Barbara.  Here's a guy who's studied in Jerusalem and Cairo, Cambridge and Damascus, Morocco and California. So interesting and a great host.

As for great hosts, we would be remiss if we did not thank the Meisel Family of Beverly Hills, with whom we share common relatives through the Lennon's of Chicago. For five nights, they gave shelter and other amenities to Tamar and me. (I actually flew back to Washington, DC on Thursday and returned to LA on Sunday for a job interview. Tamar met me at LAX and we immediately drove to Las Vegas, but that's the next email.)

They actually invited us to eat with them on more than one occasion, but if you keep kosher and are ever in Los Angeles, you must see Pico Blvd. (near Robertson). For my money, it is the best street of kosher restaurants anywhere in the world. When we drove down the street, after so many weeks on the road, all I could say was "we have reached the promised land."

Promised land or not, we are definitely in a special period in our lives.
Now that our trip is more than half over and we've started eastward again in the long road home, I feel a strange sense of longing or nostalgia for the beginning of our trip.  I did my best to appreciate every moment and I still think that I didn't do it enough. I can't believe that this time has come already and it's almost done.  For me, though, the key is to stay focused on being present at all times and enjoy the ride, because it's the journey, not the destination and if you think about it, the journey is really made up of many destinations.

This journey's next destination is: Las Vegas

Here are a few of the reader comments from the last email which I'd like to share.

Michael Cooperman writes:
"Marion Davies was the name of WR Hearst's girlfriend for the last 30 years of his life. Citizen Kane was directly based on Hearst's life.  It's actually very intereting that the movie was ever made and released in the first place given the fact that Hearst had so much clout in Hollywood, and was no fan of Orson Welles.

Dina Epstein adds:
At the time that Citizen Kane came out, it was widely rumored that Orson Welles based it upon Hearst.  It was basically a fictionalized biopic based on Hearst. Also, the similarities with their wives--both had wannabe actress wives for whom they bought theaters and nightclubs.  There are a million similarities.  It is not very disguised.  The more you learn about the movie and the mogul, the more you realize they are the same.  Even the castle itself.  But in CK it is called Xanadu, from the poem, which begins "In Xanadu did Kubla Khan a stately pleasure dome decree..."  That is something for you to research--why Welles chose the name Xanadu for the castle.

Gil Kezwer adds the foreign perspective:
No doubt the U.S. is the world's great power, and its culture affects the entire world. I'm always surprised by American parochialism.

You write:

"In San Francisco, you can't smoke in ANY bar or restaurant. In Santa Barbara, houses can only be a certain height and I believe they must all have those red tiles on the roof (or maybe just everyone likes it). In Venice Beach, there's a similar zoning law against buildings…. And In Beverly Hills, you can't park on the street overnight."

But that's the way it is in many First World places.

In Toronto smoking is now banned in all restaurants, with bars to follow in a few years.

In Jerusalem all buildings must have stone cladding.

And in Toronto you cannot park overnight on the streets without a permit - a form of car taxation.

Kevin Epstein:
It's not just San Francisco, you can't smoke in any restaurant in California.  I'm always surprised when I go to a restaurant in another state and they ask me "smoking or non."  What kind of state allows people to smoke in a restaurant?

Thursday, October 24, 2002

The Rocky, but beautiful, California coast

Heading west from San Jose to Santa Cruz, one can pick up California Hwy 1, affectionately known as “the PCH” which stands for ‘Pacific Coastal  Highway.”  For the next 250 odd miles, your car snakes its way between the Pacific Ocean, anywhere from 25 feet to 1000 feet below you on your west side and the mountains of the California coast on your east side.

Your first major stop is Monterey, which is home to the world-class Monterey Bay Aquarium, with brilliant displays in darkened rooms with backlit water tanks showing the gentle movements of the ‘jellies’, a live kelp forest which your accompanying audio-guide explanation tells you is critical to the life of the creatures along the coast, a penguin exhibit with those cute little birds diving in and out of the water, and a round room where schools of anchovies swim around in never-ending circles, making you dizzy as you try to follow each one with your eyes in its rapid movements.

Another tank shows tuna (which are huge, at least the yellow find variety), sharks, barracuda and sea turtles. In a third, you can reach down and put your hand on the back of a sting ray (which I didn’t manage to do.)

And, as a final act of poetic justice, the entire aquarium is built in what was once the largest cannery in Monterey Bay.

Outside of Monterey is the somewhat famous 17-mile drive, which takes you past exclusive beachfront homes, Pebble Beach-the site of the US Open for golf, and affords you your first breathtaking views of the rocky Pacific coast.

Most people we told informed us that the drive along the PCH would be “by far, the best part of the trip” and with that high degree of expectation, we were happy to see that in many ways, it lived up to its billing.

In contrast to the Atlantic coast, the Pacific coast is rocky, with steep cliffs, and jagged points. There are jutting rocks and even mini-hills which stick out of the ocean for distances up to 200 feet out in the water. These are the rocks where the sea otters (saw them in the aquarium) and the elephant seals (we had heard of one place north of Santa Cruz where you could see them, but forgot about it until it was too late) play on the shoreline.  There are numerous scenic overlooks where you can just stop the car, look out over the ocean, feel the strong wind coming in from the water and just feel the raw power of nature and its creation.

I am sure that the PCH is the site of the filming of many car commercials as it would be a perfect road from which to have an aerial shot of a sports car going up the mountainous road adjacent to the sea.  We had a mixed blessing in terms of weather.  It was funny, actually. All along our trip out west, we had had spectacular weather (you may have noticed, it’s now snowing in many parts of the country which we just left), but when we got to California, we only had limited sunshine and many overcast days.

The same was true on the PCH, but it happened in quite rapid succession.  It was sunny as we left the hills of Santa Cruz and into Monterey. Then, it got gray and cloudy, a little misty even. Then, sun again. Then, the fog would roll in and I’m talking real fog here. We saw the wisps in front of us as we drove, which gave the ride a somewhat eerie feeling. This feeling intensified as the two-lane road became darker and darker as day turned into dusk turned into night. For some stretches, we were the only car on the road, kind of like in Nevada, except there it was straight, here and one wrong turn and you’re in the ocean (600 feet below).

We drove through Carmel by the Sea, the town made famous by the fact that Clint Eastwood had been the mayor there. What it really felt like was a west coast version of the Hamptons. It had the fancy boutiques along the main thoroughfare and my sister tells me that eating ice cream on the street is prohibited as it creates too much of a danger of a mess.

That’s another point worth mentioning. California has a lot going for it, but there are a lot of lifestyle prohibitions. They’re not necessarily wrong or bad, just noticeable or maybe just new to me. For example…

In San Francisco, you can’t smoke in ANY bar or restaurant.

In Santa Barbara, houses can only be a certain height and I believe they must all have those red tiles on the roof (or maybe just everyone likes it).

In Venice Beach, there’s a similar zoning law against buildings….

And In Beverly Hills, you can’t park on the street overnight.

But I digress and get too far ahead of myself.

The most famous stretch of the coast is Big Sur, where the views are supposedly magnificent. We wouldn’t know since we couldn’t see that much, though we did have a few moments of sun light.

The most attractive part of the ride, particularly as the day gets later and the sun starts to set is the play of the light off the water. You feel like you are looking into an Impressionist painting, maybe a Monet, with the water in the background, some rocks in the foreground and a sunny runway of light that comes from the distance and looks like it is meant just for you at that moment.

Tamar drove for a while, but found the constant turning back and forth and drivers who wanted to pass her to be a bit much, but she put in a good 1.5 hours on the day (the drive from San Jose to San Simeon—about 50% of the way to LA-took us, with stops, about 7 hours.)  You could do the drive in 5 hours to LA, but if you have the time, why would you?

Seeing the anti-Iraqi invasion protesters in Berkeley and a few other places, plus what I consider to be a rabid anti-American feeling among members of the far left in the US and Europe, I was thinking about some of the lesser appreciated values of this country and how we can learn a lot from the strangest places, in this case, I am referring to traffic signs.

I’ve been on roads on 5 continents and one thing I will say that is true throughout the US is that the government and road people really do care about your safety. Many of us are so use to this that we take it for granted, but there are many places around the world where the signs and street markings are not nearly as well indicated as they are here.

Think about it. There are signs for Speed Limit, Crosswalk, Signals approaching, Exits, Slippery When Wet. There are reflectors on bridges and on roads to make it easier to drive at night. There are flashing yellow yield signs. There are radio stations devoted to traffic information. There are areas for resting and for the bathroom. There are sections of the roads in the mountains just for you to put chains on your tires when it snows. And I’m sure there are more that I haven’t even mentioned. Trust me, you don’t have this same degree or warning or concern for safety in a lot of other countries.

Then, let’s just think about the amount of land and energy that the country devotes to nature. There are national, state, and city parks. There are fisheries and wildlife refuges. There are designated campgrounds and beaches, which are kept quite clean.

All along our 4,400 mile route (to date), we have seen signs of this and I guess it has made me feel a bit more appreciative of the United States.
There are so many stories here. When you get to California and you see the raw number immigrants and people who are trying to build a better life for themselves and the little things, like the road signs, I guess I just can’t understand why there are those who really think that the US is “out to get the world” or something of the sort.

About halfway down the coast lies the town of San Simeon, uneventful save for the fact that William Randolph Hearst, he the founder of the Hearst Corporation, and one of the wealthiest people in the world during his time, decided that it was in this area of California that he would build the palace of his dreams.

The IMAX movie talked about the influence of an 18 month long trip to Europe at the age of 10 and the impressions from the glorious sites there to make a unique house, really a castle, as it is commonly referred to as the “Hearst Castle.”  The book, which Tamar read, said that the fact that his father had made it big, with a silver mine discovery in the mid 1800’s raised the bar in terms of what was expected of him and what he expected of himself. The guide, when asked about the psychological profile, claimed that he merely loved beautiful things and wanted to do something with his wealth.

Well, whatever the motivation, the Hearst Castle shows once again that no matter how much money you have, you can always find something on which to spend it.

The castle sits on an 1100 foot hill overlooking the Pacific Ocean and during its heyday served as the playground for the rich and famous, whom Hearst loved to entertain. The entire castle is set up to mirror a Mediterranean village complete with village square and a church. Only in this case, the church is his house, the so-called ‘Casa Grande’ complete with two bell towers, a 100 seat movie theater, a dining room that is straight out of a medieval castle, a billiards room, a reception area, and many others.  But it is more than that. Each room is an art museum unto itself. Hearst was a rabid collector and we were told that only 10% of his collection was on display at any one time. In fact, he was happy when something needed repairs, as it provided him another opportunity to showcase his belongings.

Every item in every room is some antique. The ceilings were imported wood from Italian church near Siena; massive Flemish tapestries covered the walls. The punch bowl was made of the purest of silver for Queen Victoria, and on and on and on.  It’s unbelievable. And that’s just the main house.

There are multiple guest houses (each has its own name, e.g. ‘Casa del Mar’
as it faces the ocean) with multiple bedrooms within each as well as bathrooms and showers. There are two pools. One indoor (heated, of course) and one outdoor (in the shadow of a full Roman temple which was brought over from Italy).

Oh yes, the entire house sits within a ranch that at one time had a zoo, a number of head of cattle, its own airstrip, and is part of the 480 square miles of land within the central California coast owned by the Hearst family.

No detail was overlooked and Hearst seemed to want to do everything to the utmost possibility. He had fireplaces that were the size of a small RV brought over from Europe, paintings by Botticelli, brass lions, and Egyptian god statues. Italian and Vermont marble fountains were aflowing, orange and palm trees were blooming, as well as an elevator to his private room and secret doors so his guests wouldn’t know how he entered a room.  He didn’t smoke at all, considering it to be a ‘nasty habit’ contrary to the claims of the day by the tobacco companies claiming it aided digestion and improved your heart (though he permitted it in the house for his guests as it was in
vogue) and preferred that people not get drunk, so he would allow them only one drink before dinner.

There was a tennis court, a stable, and other amusements—apparently, he was a great host, always looking to have his guests entertain themselves.

There’s really no end to the amount of possible description for this epic work of architecture (how they built it on top of a hill is a whole different story—it required laborers 7 days a week for 15 years). By my estimates (using the rule of money doubling every 7 years), he spent over $1 billion dollars in today’s money on this home and at the end of his life, he willed it to the University of California-Berkeley as an outdoor art museum.
After seeing the property, however, they decided that without an endowment for maintenance, there was no way that they could afford it. So, the state of California took over and has charged admission ever since (reasonable, given what you see—you can, and should, also make online reservations for the tour, as last year, over 800,000 people visited).

Curiously, or maybe not, Hearst’s personal life didn’t get much mention.
None at all in the movie and on the tour (there are four of those alone, we took the General newcomers tour), the guide said he was married, had five children, then separated but never divorced his wife and lived with an actress, whose name I forget, fairly openly for the last 20 odd years of his life.  The famous Patty Hearst was his granddaughter.

One thing I should have asked, but did not, was about Citizen Kane. I feel like there has to be some connection, though I don’t know enough about either to say for sure.  Hearst ran for mayor of New York at one point, even ran for President (may have been a Senator as well), and new the Who’s Who of his day.

What Hearst chose to do with his money is quite different from what J. Paul Getty chose to do with his, but we’ll cover that in the next email about L.A.

P.S. I’m always looking for feedback on the quality of the writing. I hope that these emails are getting better with time like a good wine, and not worse, like Godfather III.

P.P.S. A number of people wrote in to tell me that:

The Presidio used to be an Army post (Spanish word). It actually used to have a nice medical center. But the military drawdown at the dawn of the 1990s closed it.