Va'etchanan: Love G-d
Dedicated to my father R’Yitzchak Asher ben Yechezkel Shraga zl The Sheloshim or first thirty days of mourning for my father will be completed on Wednesday. Since his passing, I’ve had a great deal of time to reflect on his life which spanned nearly a century. You learn a great deal from your parents and try to emulate their positive attributes in your own life. My father was a polymath, who was blessed with an encyclopaedic knowledge of the Torah in addition to politics, the arts and classical music. He taught me many lessons, one of which I would like to share with you in his honour. As Jews, we have a rich treasury of texts which start with the Torah and span the four thousand years of our existence. For many years, when I attended Synagogue on a Shabbat afternoon during the summer months, I was puzzled as to the texts the congregants recited after the end of the Amida. Of course, I discovered that they were learning Pirkei Avot, the Ethics of the Fathers. As a chi