The house on the hill was a 2-family residence, and I grew up in the other half. As her niece, and first-born girl in the family, I was the "experiment" for their guidance. LTG and my working mom were my role models, and I was the babysitter when LTG started college. I was 12 years old, and it was my first job. With that money, I paid for my own clarinet, the first of many musical instruments that fill my home even today. A few years ago, LTG and my mom came to me and said, "We need to apologize to you." I wondered what they were talking about. LTG continued, "We didn't do right by you. We didn't give you the support you needed to be all that you might be." I still cry when I think of that. I started Rabbinic school a few months later, and LTG was there for my Ordination two years ago.

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