Tonight is the
Yahrtzeit for my grandfather Ted Pollans. I'll be lighting a candle for him tonight. It will be the first time I've done that. I'm not sure why this year, other than I'm missing him a lot lately. Every time I stand at the sink doing the dishes after a dinner party while my wife chats with our guests I think of how similar we are. That was always his tradition. Grandma Hubey worked all afternoon preparing supper for her guests, while Grandpa entertained. Once dinner was over, he took to the dishes so Grandma could catch up and swap family gossip. Grandpa loved music, too, though his taste in music ran more toward
Frank Sinatra than the
David Chevan or
Hasidic New Wave.
It's tradition to recite a Psalm when you light the Yahrtzeit candle, and I'll do that at sundown. For now, here's Yosef Karduner singing
Shir Lama'alot from
Psalm 121, A song of ascents.
And in memory of Grandpa Ted, here's his beloved Frank Sinatra singing the
Sammy Cahn (Jewish, natch) and
Jimmy Van Heusen "Come Fly With Me".
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