Here is David’s story about his father. There’s no way to capture the magic of seeing it live but I wanted to put it up here anyway as a way of saying thank you to David for putting so much of his heart onstage.

As he told this story he was holding a lighted yahrzeit candle. It’s a small memorial candle that Jews light in memory of the dead. At the end of the story he said good-bye to his father and blew it out.

I never met David’s father but it was a special moment for me knowing that there’s a bunch of people I get together with once a month where this can happen.