And they were also so helpful when my mom was taken to the hospital (my mom will be fine) and I needed to rearrange my plans. Good support and guidance.
Wierdly, I had nothing to do next Shabbat. The Pensacola Jewish community was unresponsive as were the two Christian communities with which I had an "in." I had decided to go home for a week after shipping my bike to the next stop, Gulfport, MS. Instead of going home, I am going back to south Florida (by plane) to be with my mom. I'm not a "God has a plan" sort of person, but if I was, here would be proof. Nothing to do in Pensacola, but plenty in Boca.
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