Just One Punch

This figurine is pretty funny to me.

It reminds of a childhood friend who was a fighter type.

Whenever somebody got on his nerves, he would bellow out in his machismo way:

I kill your whole family with one punch!

Honestly, it wasn’t all that scary a threat even as it echoed.

But it was comical when everyone else would mimic the saying at the slightest annoyance.

Kids are people too, wakadoo wakadoo!  😉

(Credit Photo: Andy Blumenthal)

Those Were The Days

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Wow, this was incredible.


Check out this photo of me (right) and my teacher and mentor Robert doing martial arts back in the day. 


This was at the Jewish street fair on Johnson Avenue in Riverdale, New York. 


Recently, in the last few weeks, I reconnected with Robert after almost 27 years.  


He made Aliyah to Israel and I got married, but I always remembered how much I learned from him and the fun times growing up. 


It was great to catch up on the phone with him for about 2 1/2 hours and I think we could’ve gone on schmoozing all evening. 


Then just this weekend, I received 3 large wall photos in the mail from a friend from Riverdale–out of the blue–just like my reconnecting with Robert. 


Both events came almost simultaneously after 3 decades!


Time and space are just fabrications, as G-d Almighty is eternal, and for me I am essentially the same person that I was back then. 


My body is getting (a little) older, but my inner self is still me. 


And the people who mean so much to me in my life, after G-d, that is everything to me. 😉


(Source Photo and with gratitude to Sura Jeselsohn)