My daughter’s friend was asking about Billy Joel and The Piano Man this evening over dinner. As she had only heard of him for the first time today, she wondered if he is a country singer or a rock singer.
Last week I watched a TV show called Where Do I Come From? It’s a new show Lisa Kudrow produces where TV and movie stars work through ancestry.com to discover their roots. I have been thinking about visiting ancestry.com but it wasn’t until this morning that I finally took a peek. I ran a find on my late father, Joseph Dalfen z’l. It wasn’t long before I found him. I didn’t find him under the name of Joseph though. he was listed as Jacob. I knew his name was actually Jacob Joseph. He preferred his middle name and in fact I didn’t even learn his first name was Jacob until I was 10 or 11 years old.
After I finished typing in my Back to the Future dream this morning, I clicked on to my face book news feed page and what is the first post there?? It’s a post done by my daughter Lisa with a link to a photographer named Irina Werning. Inina’s recent project is titled Back to the Future!
My husband Andy has been working with the same company now for 23 years. Six months after he started working there he mentioned to his boss one day that his sister was going to marry R Dalfen (who is my cousin). The boss thought that was cool. It meant that now my sister-in-law would also be our cousin and our cousin would now also be our brother-in-law. 2 Segals marrying 2 Dalfens! Even that is amusing.
Here’s a mini synchronicity. I watched the Donald Trump Roast on Comedy Central this week. Marlee Matlin was one of the roasters. She is deaf and so she had, sitting beside her, her “assistant” who was signing what everyone else was saying. I said to Andy (my husband), that the signer looks exactly like a comedian I know who, I said, happens to be one of my all time favorite comedians, Gilbert Gottfried.
I am a dream analyst. The other day, I was working with a client on the telephone, who was describing her dream filled with themes of black and white. My office is in my home and from my desk I have a view of the vestibule. While I was discussing her dream with my client, my daughter came into the house and walked past me into her bedroom. When she passed I noticed she was dressed all in black. A few minutes later as the dreamer was discussing the white images in her dream, I looked up and saw my daughter walk by me again except this time she had changed and was dressed all in white!
I was at a family Bar Mitzvah. A good friend of mine was there who I hadn’t seen in a while. We went to the washroom together where it would be quiet to catch up. The washroom was small, only three or four stalls. We were talking, catching up. When we came out of the stalls, we continued our conversation while washing our hands.