Erica and "Rose of . . ."
I once heard that lovliest of love songs to Jerusalem sung at Yad Vashem - The Israeli Holocaust Museum in the city.
It was in the room of endless reflected candles, dedicated to the children, as the names were quietly spoken.
Not a performance, just a magnificent outpouring of the heart of one man as he just began to sing. And people began to listen.
when he had finished, he quietly stood, then departed. We remained a while longer.
The Rez
. . . next year in Jerusalem
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