By tradition, the president of the IJC delivers a state of the shul speech on Rosh Hashanah. This year it’s my honor and pleasure as the new president of the IJC.
When I look back to this past year, I realize that the news is all positive. This community is thriving. We have put our finances in order and finished our first online fundraiser successfully. The move into Beth Hillel is working well. We have a new active, engaged and mostly female board in place. Rabbi Brian is, I dare to say, loved by all. Our numbers are growing. Our Hebrew School has doubled in size. Shabbat attendance is up. Some of our events attract close to 100 people and more.
My name is Anu Ristola. At our Annual General Meeting in June, you elected me as Steve Brummel's successor as president. This a huge honor and I want to begin by thanking Steve. For more than a decade, Steve has displayed deft diplomatic skills building and growing our diverse community. He has overseen three moves and three rabbis - allowing us to emerge stronger than ever. Although many of you already know and have worked with me, let me introduce myself.
In a Broadway theatre in May 1970, the older man sitting next to me seemed familiar, but I could not quite place him. An awkward teen, passionately interested in history and politics in the midst of the Vietnam War protests, I was watching a play about the 1951 Rosenberg atomic spy trial, "Invitation to An Inquest", in which Julius and Ethel Rosenberg were found guilty of being Soviet spies who smuggled US atom bomb secrets to Russia during World War II. They were condemned to death as traitors and were executed after appeals in 1953.
If, when strolling through Jaffa, Israel, you suddenly find yourself in a neighborhood with 19th Century wooden houses reminiscent of 19th Century New England, you will have stumbled upon a footnote in history. An American Protestant sect from Maine decided to move in the mid-1860s to Jaffa. They brought all they would need, including disassembled houses that were reassembled in Jaffa. Palestine at that time was a harsh place with little in terms of infrastructure or amenities.
Belgium punches far above its weight on the world stage when it comes of history, culture and food. This includes its folkloric culture. UNESCO has designated several annual Belgian rites as world cultural heritage events. One so honored is the annual bawdy Carnival parade before Lent in the Flemish town of Aalst (Alost in French) outside Brussels. The carnival parade in Aalst is meant to be humorous and the floats are known for being outrageous and breaking taboos. But Aalst went too far last Sunday and Monday.
Just before September 11, 2001 (in many ways another era), I was in New York with my nine-year old son Salomon. I decided to take him to the newly opened Museum of Television to show him some TV shows from the 1950s which fascinated me as a child (youtube did not yet exist). Top among them was Rod Serling's "The Twilight Zone", a sci-fi series with a strong moral message. And, indeed, Salomon loved it.
The street sign read “Via della Guidecca”. I had travelled to Sicily over the New Year holidays and while in Syracuse, had stumbled across this street. I thought this must be the old Jewish quarter and maybe, just maybe, there was something left of it to see. Indeed there was. Further down the street was a sign “Ancient Jewish Ritual Bath”- a mikvah. What I found was one of the oldest and largest mikvahs in Europe.