Afternoon Slicers and members of our SI 2013
Just before the Thruway entrance this morning, I brake quickly to avoid crashing into the truck in front of me, almost at a dead stop. We are surrounded by trucks everywhere, crawling in all the 3 lanes, soon to increase to 5. Good thing I left even earlier than usual. I had time to send a text to Christine, (shhh, don’t tell) adjust my ipod and click to a playlist that I hadn’t listened to in months.
Lately, I’ve been listening exclusively to anything on WNYC 93.9, but the news is making me a bit crazy, so I have folded music back in my riding life. I put on a playlist entitled: Party, probably from my anniversary party to celebrate our 10 years together. I had a few Israeli tunes to begin, for equal time. When the second song began playing I was starting to move in my lane but the music caught me off guard and I started tearing up to a song that is a Tuvia favorite.
Even though I am not, by any stretch of the imagination, fluent in Hebrew, as you might remember, I can connect and make sense of my favorite songs, especially songs that Tuvia and I both love. This one, “The Last War” . that caught me unawares is such a song. A man sings to his young daughter, pledging to her that she will never know war. I love the way Yahoram Gaon. pronounces his words with passion and commitment.
Of course he was unable to make good on his commitment. Israel is still in search of peace.
I was stopped in time, realizing that this song connects us deeply. . We are both aching these days, for peace, for humanity.