Well here i am. i made it. still cant believe i did this. see i didnt get bar mitzvahd the first time around when i was thirteen. it was my parents. they were commies and they wouldnt set foot in a shul. and they thought the post-war diaspora middle class were just appeasing their parents but had cynical bourgeois aspirations. but thank god for my wife shelley whose father had a thriving auto parts business. and he took me in first as a bookkeeper. and soon enough i was running it. and she talked me into doing this so i wound up taking lessons at 46. and i got this new suit. also a 46. portly.
And it was told the king of jericho saying behold there came men in hither to night of the children of israel to search out the country
Ok its over. hope i didnt make too much of a putz out of myself. it wouldnt be the first time. and dont think that the meaning escaped me. i read the thing a thousand times. and you know this actually was sort of fun. i mean being up here and hanging with these guys. and i really dont mind being here on a saturday. because im really not that good a golfer.