Above: With my Aunt Elenore Lester (b ca 1920, d. ca early 1990s)
in 1989 or 1990. I miss her. There are some people one can't help
wishing could know how it is going now. (Elenore, its much better
now.).
In
the winter of 1988-1989, as my involvement with traditional Judaism
declined, I allowed my beard to grow, for a while. I didn't need
to worry that people would think I was into some kind of Orthodox
Jewish thing anymore, because I clearly wasn't. (Date on back of
photo is 1/89) I did like the way I looked with that beard a lot.
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Above: Later I tried shaving too. On the back, in the mid-90's, I wrote
"circa 1987 to 1990."
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don't think I knew what I was doing in this year. I was a graduate
student, taking courses, but I can't remember much from this period,
except a general feeling of directionlessness and depression that
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Above:
In May 1989 I got a new passport. This is the only picture
with a certain date on this page. The others are circa 1988-1991.
In
the summer of 1989 I journeyed back to Israel for a few weeks
to do some library research.
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Above:
1989 Passport Photo
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In
1989 I was far from healed from all from my experiences
in Israel a few years earlier, and even though I did some
good research in the Ben Gurion archives, I was still basically
a traumatized and unhappy person, and the trip was very
stressful for me.
I seem to recall that I cut the beard for the trip. However,
it might have been only after the summer of 1989 that I
grew the beard. It is a question that could interest only
me, but it does interest me, in a very minor sort of way.
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