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Not a Travel Post

I have not written and posted a travel post for some time. We have not left Jojoba Hills other than our trip to Salt Lake City since we returned last Fall.  My activities have been almost entirely involved with the operations of Jojoba Hills SKP Resort as its president. This is boring to most people and frankly not pertinent to being “On the Move”.

I have been following the news rather more closely than some might consider healthy. In particular the news from Israel and the surrounding areas. Some personal background, Carol and I attended a Reform Synagogue from Kindergarten on.  That is where we met. Rather unusual for the Reform Movement in the 40’s and 50’s Temple B’rith Kodesh (hereafter TBK) was strongly Zionist as were my parents. Carol and I have visited Israel many times since our first in 1971. I am convinced that regardless of the current politics there the Jewish world needs a Jewish place to retreat to the next time the world community agrees to let some monster try to eliminate us once again.

In 1948, after the United Nations agreed to create a two state solution, the Arab world went to war to prevent the creation of the State of Israel. Somehow Israel prevailed over the massive war power of the Arabs and created the state. The Arab world was left with 700,000 refugees, most of whom were gathered into Refugee Camps and UNWRA (United Nations Works and Relief Agency for Palestine Refugees) was created to care for those refugees. In my years running various organizations I have learned one major thing, the first job of any organization leader is to ensure the survival of the organization. If the refugees were permitted to create new lives in new lands among their Arab brethren, there would be no need for UNWRA. There would not now be over 5 million Palestinians  with a large portion of them living in Refugee Camps that date back to 1948. 

Where else in the world have refugees been held in camps  for so long? Why is the UN continuing to govern and supply these camps with funds from the US Government and Western Europe. The Arab world apparently wants them to be as a force to remind the rest of the world that Israel is the bad guy. To be a festering wound. And most of all so that UNWRA has a reason to exist to live off the funds provided by the US and Western Europe. 

If the resources used to maintain these camps had been used to provide resettlement, there would be Palestinian Arabs living fruitful lives throughout the area. If the assets and intellectual resources Hamas has put into building massive fortifications and a major war machine had been put into developing Gaza into anything else it could be a vibrant community with tourism and other industries feeding the people. 

I have empathy for the people of Gaza, they needed to turn on Hamas and take over the government for their own benefit. I fear it is way too late for that. 

I am not addressing Israel’s position. If you are bullied from all sides for 70 years your response is likely to be seen as inappropriate.

Looking Back; Looking Ahead

As I sat in our usual seats in the sanctuary at Temple B’rith Kodesh I knew many people were missing. Many have died with the passage of years. Many have moved on, especially the children of our friends who filled the space in their teens and early 20’s. We used to arrive early to be sure of the aisle seats four rows back on the right aisle.  We needed most of the row starting with my parents then us and our children followed by aunts and cousins. 20 years ago I moved to the aisle seat after my Dad’s passing.  Today there was one other couple sitting in that row with us and three or four other couples from “those days” in the section, none of us under 70.

Although I was not directly thinking about the changing demographics of our community or the impact of covid on attendance, it was apparent. I remember a time when we had four generations in our family called to the bimah, from my mother to our grandson. Our children and grandchildren have moved away or to other times of their lives and we are left as the remnant of family continuing a membership that dates back to 1948. We will certainly be the last to maintain that string. 

In a moment of foolishness I have agreed to read from the Torah for tomorrow’s service. It is daunting since I have not undertaken this honor since Corey’s bar mitzvah seven years ago. I consider it practice for my own “second bar mitzvah” which I intend to celebrate on my 83rd birthday, 3 years from now. Life expectancy according to a passage I cannot cite is 3 score years and 10 or by reason of strength 4 score years. 

We are looking forward to a better year than last for the world and for us. In the short term we look forward to driving to Hamilton ON to visit Carol’s Aunt Dorothy, the baby of her generation at only 99, before making preparations to drive across the country in GeeWhiz leaving in the second week of October. I look forward to resuming my in person treasury responsibilities and exploring new friendships in Jojoba Hills SKP Resort as well as renewing longer term friendships which have been limited to social media and zoom calls since May. 

It is harder to look beyond a year as we used to. We are more aware of the passage of time and the state of our own health as we make plans. The world seems a more risky place to venture, between extreme weather events and extreme political events. Carol and I have noted that often places we have visited recently have become powder kegs within a year after our departure The most recent example being Ethiopia. I have often said I would not let threats of terrorism determine my travel plans. I will let acts of terrorism and war deter me from visiting.  We have no current plans but we are considering some small ship adventures in areas that are somewhat remote to the ongoing active fighting and massive storms. 

I am hopeful about the future of our grandsons as they pursue education and careers and maybe someday even present us with a great grandchild- no pressure – careers first. 

Now I must review Bereshit in preparation for tomorrow and go blow shofar one more time!

Pesach on the Coach

First Seder was fun and lasted longer than expected even though it was not really traditional. Instead of brisket I bought a Costco chicken to avoid the meat aromas in the coach, not to mention there was no place to cook meat since Carol had every pot, pan and implement in use making kugel and tsimus as well as the fixings for the plate. This year we had a couple from the park join us. They have had some experience since their daughter is married to a Jewish man and they have had seder with them. 

We had the “traditional” Reform Haggadah from 1974 and the Tablet Magazine Haggadah that came out a year or two ago. We are ordering more of the latter, we have had it with the almost 50 year old language and “order.” I don’t remember last year, but we had the new Haggadah and it was just the two of us so we didn’t get real focused on the book, doing it with new friends really opens the eyes. 

Table talk during and around the Seder has changed with the times. It is so different not having any children and so different in a world where the story of Exodus is being relived on our screens, in real life. It may have always been that way, but the it seems so much clearer today as the Ukrainians scramble for their lives out of cities being dismantled by artillery around them. I cannot imagine what it must be to come out of the cellar and find the world in shambles. Given Ukrainian history of Jewish mistreatment (hows that for an understatement) I at first had a hard time finding sympathy for them. But that was the Cossacks and the Russians even then. These people lead by a Jewish president are facing as horrible treatment as the Jews ever did and with the same amount of reason. Because they are the other.  Their Orthodox Church is different, their language is different and they demand to maintain their independence which only goes back to 1991. Putin wants their land for its assets and has no interest in the people who are only in his way.

Plans: We leave a week from tomorrow (Sunday) and after service in Redlands I only have two stops planned and the second is up in the air. We will spend the first night out in Quartzite unless we don’t. Watch this space for actual happenings as we roll. I do know we will be in Boston on May 19 – 21 and Providence RI May 22-23.

Onward into the Future

Okay, so the title is a bit pompous. It’s after 10 PM and I shouldn’t be starting this now but I am and I will likely not finish before tomorrow. 

We ended 2021 with a bang and I hope not a super spreader event. We gathered about 150 of our masked and vaccinated members in Friendship Hall for an incredible dinner and great dancing until midnight – New York time that is. So many of us volunteered in the serving that it would be best to say the community did the work. Our team of volunteer retired professional chefs and their helpers prepared a meal of salmon, beef, potatoes and asparagus that was pleasing to the eye and the palate and the veggie offering was also excellent. 

The band started as the main meal service ended and Carol and I were on the dance floor for most of the numbers.

Things did get a bit silly when Georgia requested the Bunny Hop and many of us dug into childhood memories and joined in. 

We slept in and then after weekly chores tried to decide what to do with this unplanned day with gorgeous sun and a heat wave, temps were headed into the mid 50s. Are we really in southern California? We decided to take a ride. Do we turn left or right, North or South? There are some roads off of CA 79 that we have not explored, so we decided to see what we could see. An abandoned Buddhist Retreat Center for one, camels in a farm yard for another. We didn’t take pictures of either since the grounds of the retreat center were fenced off and the camels were behind a high chain link fence. 

Eventually we found our way to Borrego Springs where there was a musical event in the Christmas Circle – that’s a place not an event.  We couldn’t stay long because the singer was so off pitch it was painful. We swung by a couple of our favorite boondock places just to see  if they were occupied and I turned the wheel over to Carol for the return. 

This evening I finished reading “Israel a Simple Guide to the Most Misunderstood Country on Earth” by Noa Tishby. She spoke at a Jewish Federation event in Rochester and they kindly sent me the book. I would like to have everyone I know read it! Other than her own story I did not learn anything I haven’t known for many years. I take that back. I did not know how the BDS movement was funded. Instead of  many small contributions it is funded from a large Arab organization in the US . It derives its ideas from the Arab Boycott of Israel that predates the creation of the state by the UN in 1947. 

Back to the super spreader New Years Eve party. It is happening. After 2 years of very few cases in the park, we are aware of several cases among our staff and a growing number among our members. All large gatherings have gone back to Zoom for the time being. Neither Carol nor I are showing any symptoms and to the best of our knowledge our table was not among the source of the infections.

A Political Response

I am horrified by the actions of the my state of domicile, Texas. 

Voting Restriction Laws that attempt to lock in the Republican majority in the legislature even though or because the state is drifting towards a more balanced division.

Open carry of guns without permits by anyone not a felon.

Restriction of abortion to 6 weeks and enforcement by ANY citizen against anyone who aids and abets an “illegal” abortion. The activists can now also be the enforcers. Even a frivolous suit must be defended. I suggest that supporters of women’s rights start bring such suits against the legislators who voted for the bill and against the primary antagonists of women’s rights. Failure to defend is an automatic loss with fine of $10,000 and court costs. BREAK THEM.

I doubt there is any way to force change on the gun and voting issues without overturning the legislature and governor in the next election.

Reflection

I have removed several right wing replies. I do not have any desire to moderate a political forum here with one person taking extreme positions and harassing other participants.

I created this blog in 2003 as a place to post about my travels and occasional thoughts on the passing scene. I love to see comments about travel, food, books, movies or personal successes or difficulties. 

My politics are pretty clear, no labels really apply. I live in a world with people of many backgrounds and beliefs. It is my desire to retain open communication with everyone. I will express my views from time to time, I try not tor rant, unless I label it 🙂 I expect replies to be polite and also not to rant either Left OR Right. It is my space so I will be the only judge.

New Beginning

So 2020 continued until December 70th. On January 20 we were once again glued to our television watching the very modified pomp and ceremony associated with a peaceful transition of power. I must admit I held my breath throughout the public ceremony. Carol and were dancing in the coach hugging and cheering as the day progressed. Eventually we joined our friends from Brown Class of ’64 on the east coast for more cheers and the consumption of appropriate beverages in celebration. 

And now we wait and watch to see how the country moves forward with actual leadership, committed to science and truth. It is with pleasure that I can listen to the President without cringing at what is being said and the whining, demanding way in which it is said. I have watched and listened to our Vice President present herself with poise and grace. And OMG the poet, Amanda Gorman! We saw her in two interviews prior to the inauguration and awaited her reading with anticipation which was well satisfied. 

The nation will not heal overnight. We have a long history of hate and divisiveness. It predates the founding of the Union. It is said that politics is the “art of the compromise” but there were compromises that were anathema to us to this day – The Missouri Compromise 3/5ths of an enslaved person is counted for representation in the House of Representatives when Missouri was admitted to the Union in 1820, repealed in 1854. The Ku Klux Klan founded in 1865 continues to parade its hate to this day, maybe not as predominantly as in the recent past, but it exists. It is joined by the Proud Boys, and every militia group that roams the west in their camo painted pickup trucks with White Supremacist banners flying. 

Some time in the 1990s or maybe earlier a friend introduced me to stormfront.org. You may want to open that in an incognito page. There is really no need to read beyond the introductory paragraph. This page has had to be recreated more than once as the Southern Poverty Law Center has defeated the underlying organization in law suits and brought it to bankruptcy. There is no new hate here. The biggest difference between then and now is the megaphone given to the cause which I hope has been muted if not silenced by the new administration.

Many years ago I spoke to Golda Meir during a reception and expressed my belief that we needed Israel because the possibility of rising Anti Semitism made me feel we needed a refuge. She called me paranoid, in a good way. I won’t get into Israeli politics here, I’m not sure I would feel safer there.

I look forward to 2021 being a better year than 2020. we are both healthy. I will get my first shot on Monday. We will have to get Carol in soon, next week, I hope. Our place is safe and remote enough to not feel involved in any large community. We can drive off into the mountains for the heck of it and we can pickup supplies as needed. Out neighbors are mostly as concerned for their own safety as for others so it is a mostly quiet life, reading watching movies. We saw “White Tiger”  last night, you can take this as a recommendation. and here I am writing because I want to.

 

An Unplanned Adventure

It was an otherwise quiet Saturday with me on the computer after putting some finishing touches on the new enclosure for our golf cart. Before

Finished – It was a definite fun Erector Set task. If I had avoided a cross thread happening which destroyed a screw and nut, it would have been done in under two hours.

Carol was making cookies and discovered she was using the last of our eggs. We decided to stop nearby at a small store in another RV resort.  As we were leaving thinking about taking a ride up to Anza and beyond we were passing the beginning of a Jeep road up to Palomar Mountain. In the past there has always been a closed gate about a mile up the road. Last Saturday while waiting in line at the Post Office I had heard that the gate was open.  Carol thought it would be a fun off road drive. Here is the route we took.

It starts on CA 79 and returns to CA 79. The 1 hour 15 min on the map is optimistic. It took us just about 2 hours to cover the 14.7 miles. When we encountered Palomar Mountain Truck Road we turned left which brought us back to 79. A right turn would have taken us up to the observatory and left us coming down the west side of the mountain with an hour drive on highways to return home. 

All of this activity served to take our minds off the horror show that is the current state of our government. We cannot pickup our phones, open a computer, speak to a friend without being confronted with the tragedy that is playing out in Washington DC. I spoke with a good friend who worked in DC for many years in the 60’s and 70’s. He has walked the corridors of the Capitol building as an employee. He has been very shaken by the events, if possible even more so than me, I have only visited and revered the building. 

Yet as we settled in to prepare for dinner I could not refrain from turning on PBS News Hour, like poking a sore tooth with your tongue, to see what the latest is. Is there more awfulness, is there any healing, is there some hope that in the midst of the pandemic and a leader who has convinced tens of millions of voters that the election was stolen that we can find a away back to a functional economy in a functional government so we can find peace among ourselves. 

I will stop at this point for now. If I don’t I may not be able to sleep.

Settling in on the West Coast

After visiting in Green Valley and staying in Benson we had one more stop, Rio Bend RV and Golf Resort outside of El Centro CA. We stayed here several times in our early years on the road. Our intent was to stay in the desert, but concern about yet another possible problem lead us to book into a campground, just in case. We needn’t have worried.

The next morning we arrived in Jojoba Hills just after noon. And we had time to get the basic setup done before taking lunch. One more hiccup. We woke up Saturday with no hot water. There was no one to call so we put up with it until Monday morning. Tech said “turn on two faucets” that resolved it. I went out and removed a 6 inch hose extension which had a smaller interior diameter than the hose and established sufficient flow to keep the water heater and thus Carol happy.

The park seems less crazed about options for preventing Covid 19 and things seem calmer. We are staying away from common areas and people, masking when away from our site and basically isolating until we get back our tests and/or two weeks have passed. After that we will be able to get our own mail and socialize on patios while keeping distance and masking. 

I’ve had discussions with friends online about the priorities for the vaccine and feel a bit conflicted. Although we are in the elderly group (oy) and have comorbidities we are able to take care of ourselves and need not worry about employment which might force us to be in contact with many people. Should we really be ahead of younger people whose work is not “essential” to society but is to their financial and mental wellbeing. I would argue for those living in congregate living settings as much to protect the caretakers as to protect them.  Why are hospital administrators among the early recipients? They can isolate in their offices or even work from home.  I have no real answers, just questions. I for one will accept the very first opportunity i have to be vaccinated and ask my questions afterward.

I must admit I am holding my breath through the next 4 weeks. Will the government be shut down by a fit of pique from the incumbent bent on ruining everything since he can’t be the president again? Will he need to be wheeled out of the office on the 20th? Will we have some peace of mind or will the tumult continue? I think Brexit may have come to a sort of appropriate conclusion and Israel is continuing to practice serial elections.

You may want to turn the sound down a bit.

Progress Report 7 Happy New Year

The good news first. Carol is waiting, not to patiently, for a female bed to open at Encompass Rehab Hospital. The medical team has discharged her from all but basic care. The major healing we are waiting for is for the bones to heal sufficiently to free her from the brace and cervical collar. Less than two more weeks. 

Just because we are spending almost no time in the coach doesn’t mean it isn’t demanding attention. I seem to have eliminated the current scourge of mice. I really don’t care for the glue pads, but they work. I have had one gas strut that holds a cabinet door open break, had a spare and replaced it, a seal in the toilet has given up the ghost and drawer closing latches have continued fail. Almost all of this can be attributed to constant daily use for over 8 years. All of  it will be made right when I can devote extended time to it.

Rosh HaShana is approaching rapidly as I write. It will be multiply strange. Carol and I will not be together tonight. We are in Virginia not Rochester and I will be “attending” TBK by live broadcast on YouTube while sitting in my motorhome in Dan and Malena’s yard. I can only pray that the New Year 5781 brings more joy to our family and to the country and the world than 5780. 

I need to remember that this past year also brought much joy for Carol and me  mixed with the sadness. We traveled to Egypt, in September, Morocco, with family, and Ethiopia, with Joyce and Victor, with a stop in Israel in December and January. We drove across the country in the Fall to get to Jojoba Hills SKP Resort and as Covid was being denied we flew to Panama only to be evacuated after a week. We are not destined to complete a tour of Panama. 

Our plan for 5781 includes a drive across the country to Jojoba Hills as usual and a trip to Sicily in April, if we are healthy and the world is returning to good health. I guess that the trip has about a 50% chance of happening. As an alternative we will do more exploration of the United States since we cannot be stopped at state boarders, yet. The joy of RVing is that we can isolate while moving about the country.