Easter taxi?

A good day to get married?
This relatively early Easter reminded me that back on March 30, 1986, it was Easter Sunday. It was also the wedding day of my friend Miriam Isaacs; she was Jewish, and evidently unaware of this Christian tradition. An hour and a half before the wedding, I called for a taxi for my then-girlfriend and me. The dispatcher said it’d be there in 15 minutes. Thirty minutes later, I called, and I was told a cab was coming in 15 minutes. Thirty more minutes later, we took off on foot.

Officially, it reached 86F that day, though the bank clock we saw read 87, around 30C. By the time we got there in our fancy garb, we were sweaty. Worse, we had missed the wedding, though we did make it to the reception.

This is just one of the reasons I avoid taxis in Albany.

I’ve long lost track of Miriam, who had moved to Israel some years ago. Happy anniversary, a day late, to her, I hope. To others of you, Happy Easter!
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And please, would this Christ not rise from the dead. That is terribly disruptive. I agree with the original writer on some points, but I suspect I have a somewhat different theology overall.

SONG: He Was Eating and Drinking by Amy Barlow Liberatore

Scenes from the Judy Garland movie Easter Parade.

4 thoughts on “Easter taxi?”

  1. Funny thing, Roger, is that I don’t really believe in the resurrection anymore, although I did when I wrote the song. My praise stuff has everything from a female Creator to Jesus working at a soup kitchen to prophets on local streets. And believe it or not, today’s poem proves it. Hope you get a chance to read it.

    This story about your friend’s wedding cracked me up because of the disconnect between Jews and Christians…. considering how much Christians borrowed from Jews to get The Way going, including Communion modeled on the Last Supper, which was in fact a sedar during Pesach…! I was the “shiksa at the sedar” for years with Mr. Weinberger, too. Peace, Amy

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