Time passes... lives too
Sep. 23rd, 2004 09:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
prowler1971This was my Rabbi growing up...
Spiritual leaders mourn passing of Rabbi Glassman
I remember Rabbi Glassman as a good man, most of all. My synagogue had a post-barmitzvah program they called "Hebrew High School". As part of this, we would visit different houses of worship around New England, including churches and early synagogues. It was an interesting experience. We also would meet at the Rabbi's home to have discussions. I never got along well with my classmates. I don't really know why. But I still went because of Rabbi Glassman.
When most leaders begin their sermons, it seems that's when it was time to leave. But when Rabbi Glassman gave his sermon, everyone came to listen. He was powerful and thought provoking without being too preachy.
He was an avid photographer. No mention of this in the article. He and my father became fast friends as a result of this shared passion. My mother worked with the Rabbi at Tifereth Israel in her first job as a synagogue administrator. Arthur, the Rabbi's son, was my family's mechanic for many years, and I believe still my sister's. The first car I bought on my own I bought from Arthur.
So the Rabbi was more than just a Rabbi to me. I am saddened by his passing. And while it does not directly effect me in any way, I'll never forget this man.
EDIT: I believe these are the three books he wrote:
Anti-Semitic stereotypes without Jews: Images of the Jews in England, 1290-1700
Benjamin Disraeli: The Fabricated Jew in Myth and Memory (Studies in Judaism)
Protean Prejudice
Spiritual leaders mourn passing of Rabbi Glassman
I remember Rabbi Glassman as a good man, most of all. My synagogue had a post-barmitzvah program they called "Hebrew High School". As part of this, we would visit different houses of worship around New England, including churches and early synagogues. It was an interesting experience. We also would meet at the Rabbi's home to have discussions. I never got along well with my classmates. I don't really know why. But I still went because of Rabbi Glassman.
When most leaders begin their sermons, it seems that's when it was time to leave. But when Rabbi Glassman gave his sermon, everyone came to listen. He was powerful and thought provoking without being too preachy.
He was an avid photographer. No mention of this in the article. He and my father became fast friends as a result of this shared passion. My mother worked with the Rabbi at Tifereth Israel in her first job as a synagogue administrator. Arthur, the Rabbi's son, was my family's mechanic for many years, and I believe still my sister's. The first car I bought on my own I bought from Arthur.
So the Rabbi was more than just a Rabbi to me. I am saddened by his passing. And while it does not directly effect me in any way, I'll never forget this man.
EDIT: I believe these are the three books he wrote:
