Just
not quite in the way I envisioned. After my son, Elan, went home after the
induction, he told his six-year-old daughter, Violet, that Zeyde (me) was sad
because he didn’t get a star. Violet
suggested they could make me one. So on
Saturday, along with her father, they spent the day to create a star just like
the ones on the sidewalk. When I walked
into their house for Thanksgiving dinner, there it was taped to the floor!
I thought my
grandchildren wouldn’t appreciate who I was unless I had a star on the sidewalk
to show I was important. I was wrong. They always knew I was important – not as a
writer or a producer - but as their zeyde.
It wasn’t the star I thought I
wanted, but it was the star I needed. It
made for a very special thanksgiving. I
have a lot to be thankful for.
Jeff
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