Monday, September 13, 2010

For Belle: A Letter From The Chairman




Tonight is a hard night for me. Tonight is the first night, that Belle Letzer is not here in this world, with me.

She's always been there. I've never known life without her.

From my earliest memories, through today, Belle has always been there. She's been there for me, and everyone in my family. To me, she is our guardian angel.

The story reminds me of a movie. My grandmother, Sophie, is pregnant with her first child (my mom). She walks into a doctor's office and meets another pregnant woman, Belle. And the rest is history. The two become instant friends, and wouldn't stop being best friends for the next 65 years. 65 years!!!!! Can you imagine?

She was there when my mom was in the womb and she'd be there for every other major milestone in her life. My mom would meet her husband (my dad) in Belle's backyard. A fortuitous meeting thanks to mutual friends.

If it weren't for Belle, my aunt Lesley and uncle Barry would never have met. My mom's younger sister was bored one night, and it was Belle who encouraged her to go visit the local Jewish Community Center. It's there she met Barry.

That's our Belle. Less matchmaker and more fairy god-mother, in my book.

But those are the big events. To know Belle, is to appreciate the small moments.

Walking Belle from the front porch to the car, was a special moment if Belle was there.

Sitting in the car next to Belle was equally as entertaining.

Belle had endless joy, endless enthusiasm for life, endless stories, endless Yiddish lessons, and endless praise.

She called me 'the chairman of the board'. As a Sinatra fan, I liked that name.

From the time I was a young boy, Belle recognized things in me that no one else ever seemed to. That I grew up fast. That I liked talking to adults, even as a kid. That I understood the world more, than most people that age did.

And she'd make me feel like the smartest, most gifted and special kid in the world.

I didn't realize this until just now, but maybe my whole life has been about growing into the praises that Belle has been giving me since I was just a young boy.

She always saw endless potential in me. And I've yet to exhaust the possibilities that encouragement stirred inside of me.

Belle never missed a moment. From birthdays and graduations to awards and recognitions. I don't know how she knew about all those events. I don't know how she always seemed to have a card, or a charitable donation made in my name, or a tree planted in Israel, or some sort of acknowledgment. She never missed a moment.

Belle loved people. And she made everyone she was with, feel like the most special person in the world.

I never worried about Belle being lonely or uncomfortable at any party or event. She could and would talk to anyone. She seemed to seek out those who no one else really wanted to talk to. Belle loved people. And people loved Belle.

I miss her already.

I love living in Israel. But I miss the people I love. Especially people like Belle.

Belle loved Israel too. She never made it here, but she sure left a mark. She was part of a group that raised thousands and thousands of dollars for various projects in Israel, particularly Teleshomer Hospital, one of the premiere hospitals in Tel Aviv.

My friend, Demis, is a doctor at Teleshomer. I bragged to him once about my friend Belle, who he has to thank for having a place to work. That hospital is just part of her legacy.

As big a part as Belle was of the Komisar family, she had her own Letzer family. She was such a devoted wife to Al and she never stopped bragging to me about her kids and grandkids. Whether they were bagging groceries or traveling the world, she couldn't have been more proud.

Belle appreciated everything. She never stopped reminding me about how much she loved dancing at my Bar Mitzvah party, or when I left a group of friends to come over to say hi to she and Al, at my Bar Mitzvah service. 20 years later, she thought it was remarkable that I would come say hello to two friends of my grandma.

But that's where she was wrong. She wasn't just a friend of my grandma. She was another grandma to me and to Rami and to Dustin and to Lindsey and to Tori...and then to Dustin and Tori's kids. She was a part of our family. There was no line of separation. She was a part of us. And now, our family is incomplete. We are missing our dear Belle. And while we will never forget her, we will also never be the same without her.

Thank you Belle for making me feel so loved, for the last 35 years. Your toothy grin, sincere kisses and treasured stories will forever stay in my heart.

I will always miss you, and always be grateful to God for sending us our own guardian angel.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

I Believe In You




a Messianic Jew by the name of Bob Dylan wrote this song. i thought the lyrics were beautiful and relevant:

I Believe In You

They ask me how I feel
And if my love is real
And how I know I’ll make it through
And they, they look at me and frown
They’d like to drive me from this town
They don’t want me around
’Cause I believe in You

They show me to the door
They say don’t come back no more
’Cause I don’t be like they’d like me to
And I walk out on my own
A thousand miles from home
But I don’t feel alone
’Cause I believe in You

I believe in You even through the tears and the laughter
I believe in You even though we be apart
I believe in You even on the morning after
Oh, when the dawn is nearing
Oh, when the night is disappearing
Oh, this feeling is still here in my heart

Don’t let me drift too far
Keep me where You are
Where I will always be renewed
And that which You’ve given me today Is worth more than I could pay
And no matter what they say
I believe in You

I believe in You when winter turn to summer
I believe in You when white turn to black
I believe in You even though I be outnumbered
Oh, though the earth may shake me
Oh, though my friends forsake me
Oh, even that couldn’t make me go back

Don’t let me change my heart
Keep me set apart
From all the plans they do pursue
And I, I don’t mind the pain
Don’t mind the driving rain
I know I will sustain
’Cause I believe in You

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Thursday, July 29, 2010

Happy Birthday Jupes!

July 29th is a holiday in my home. Because it's my best friend's birthday.

'Best friend' is a term thrown around a lot. I know teenage girls with 14 best friends. Which is fine, I love friendship. It's one of the best parts of life.

But all my life, I dreamed of having a 'best friend'. Someone who would be there for you, no matter what. Someone who understood you, better than you understood yourself. Someone you enjoyed being with, honestly more than just about anyone else on the planet. Someone who would challenge you, speak truth to you, and never let you get away with anything.

My best friend is all of this, and on top of that, a really great guy.

He loves the LORD, he encourages me in my faith. He's smarter than me. I'd trust him with my life (and have). He's a great father, a great husband, a great son and just someone I all around respect.

The word I've always used to describe him is 'fine'. He's just a really fine man. Which is not a term you hear too often these days.

I'll never forget coming home from a ministry trip to Egypt and realized I had no American money to call someone to pick me up. As I argued with a woman in an airport store, begging her to give me change for a pay phone...there I saw my best friend, his wife and son...they had come to the airport to surprise me.

I remember when I went in for surgery a few years ago, it was my best friend who took me to the hospital. He was the last one I saw before they knocked me out and the first one I saw when I woke up.

On my 30th birthday, I asked people not to buy me gifts. So, instead my best friend wrote me a song. It was a song about our friendship. It still brings me to tears when I listen to it.

Yeah we've been through a lot together. I was privileged to be in his wedding. I was there with him when his first first two kids were born. While his poor wife was still knocked out from the anesthesia from an emergency c-section, I got to be with him in the nursery as he held his son for the first time.

He is the brother I never had.

Through heartache and celebration. He's always my first call.

I love him dearly and am so glad that on this day...a long, long time ago, God brought him into this world.


I love you Jupes!

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Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Saturday, July 3, 2010

What I did on my summer vacation

1) got to see my oldest friend in the world, Kelly, get married! Was the emcee at her reception! Can't beat a Scottish wedding with kilts and bagpipes!

2) fell off a 4wheeler in Texas and survived!

3) saw my 13 year old stud nephew play baseball

4) went to a Tigers game in Detroit and a Rangers game in Dallas

5) got to meet my best friend's new baby boy, Julius!

6) swimming, watergun fights, Firewheel, Tae kaon doe and watching Star Wars with Ethan and Addy (while eating Popcorn Papa)

7) went to a great concert....in my best friend's living room!

8) beating Mama Jupy in our Scrabble tournament

9) hanging with my parents, sisters, grandma, and cousin in Detroit.

10) Buddys and Little Caesars pizza, Olgas, and Vernors. Love that Detroit food!

Saturday, June 12, 2010

Shabbat Dinner

One of my favorite things about being Jewish is Shabbat Dinner. Friday night at sundown, families gather together to welcome in the Sabbath. We didn't do this too often as a kid growing up, but here in Israel it's something very special.

You really feel the Sabbath here, even in 'secular' Tel Aviv. The buses stop running. Most of the businesses close down. And for a few hours, the streets are nearly deserted. Most people are sitting around a table with their family. Lighting the Shabbat candles, saying the blessing over the Shabbat bread known as 'challah' and the blessing over the wine.

I love going to visit my cousins for Shabbat. They are really my Israeli grandparents, as they are my grandmother's cousins (and her age). I love them dearly. I didn't know them before moving to Israel, but they have truly become my family, since I got here.

Tonight we had a wonderful meal. My cousin Sara made baked apples. She had no idea that that is the same dish my grandmother famously makes for every special occasion. (they are so much alike, it's scary) I love the little traditions. First the candles are lit, right at sundown. Then the blessing over the wine. We drink from the kiddush cup (silver wine cup) first brought to Israel by my great-great grandfather, from Poland in the late 1800's. My cousin reads the prayers over the wine, then takes the first sip from the cup. He then passes it to his wife, and it is then passed to each person at the table, in descending order of age. Oldest to youngest.

Then he walks to the sink to wash his hands, filling up a special cup then pouring the water over each hand (twice I think). We then follow him to the sink and do the same. But there is no talking during the hand washing. The next words spoken are the blessing over the bread, once all of us have sat back down. He blesses the bread, thanks God for the food, then cuts a piece for each person, dipping it first in salt.

Sara always makes a multi-course meal. I learned that the hard way. Filling up the first time on what I didn't know was only the first course. Fish first, then salad, soup, then meat, potatoes, vegetables, etc...

Tonight there was also a special dessert. Cake for my birthday which was just a couple weeks ago. So sweet.

But what I think I love most, is hearing all the stories about my family's history in Israel. Tonight I learned that my family is from the tribe of Levi. Wow! That was amazing to learn. Apparently the rabbis know, based on your family's name, which tribe you came from. A Levi. They were the priests in God's temple. Incredible.

Tonight I learned that my great-grandmother (who was born in Jerusalem) had to flee Israel in the early 1900's when the Turks kicked all the Jews out of Jerusalem for a time. She fled to Egypt with her family and it's there she met my great-grandfather who was serving in the Canadian army. He took her back to Canada with him and eventually to America. That's where I was born, only eventually to move here. Completing the family circle.

And so another Sabbath begins. Tonight my heart is full with gratitude to God, for family, heritage, the sabbath and most of all Him. For He truly is our Shabbat, our resting place.






(My birthday cake)

Friday, June 4, 2010

After the Flotilla




I was a local news producer for almost 15 years. I was paid a lot of money, for my instinct about 'what is news'. I knew when a story was a big deal locally, in our city, and when it was going to become a 'national' story and when it wasn't really a big deal at all.

What's strange about living in Israel, is that nothing is 'local' here...everything is 'international'! A lunatic drives a bulldozer into a bus, and it's breaking news on every international news channel. A group of terrorists try to break an Israeli naval blockade, they resist Israel's navy trying to inspect the ship, in the process shoot and stab 7 soldiers and it sparks protests AGAINST ISRAEL in cities around the globe.

It's really wild.

If I didn't believe in the Bible and all that it has to say about Israel being a stumbling block for the world...I just wouldn't know how to make sense of it.

No matter what the story, Israel is the bad guy.

This boat of terrorists came from Turkey. When the incident involving the Israeli navy was happening, as soon as reports came out that 20 of the Turkish people on board had been killed...Turkey instantly recalled their Ambassador from Israel, filed a complaint with the U.N. and got the U.N. security council to condemn Israel formally.

ALL THIS HAPPENED, WHILE THE BOATS WERE STILL IN THE WATER!

Clearly they had done a thorough investigation. Clearly they knew that 9 people were killed and not 20 (still a tragedy for sure, of course), that 7 Israeli navy seals were stabbed, shot or beaten, that there were dozens of members of al qaeda on board the ship. Clearly they knew all this, while the incident was still in the process of happening.

As Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu said last night, Israel is guilty until proven guilty. Sad, but true.

But tonight, I joined hundreds of my fellow Israelis outside the Turkish embassy in Tel Aviv, to peacefully stand up and say 'we love our country', 'we love and thank our soldiers who defend us', 'we do not apologize for stopping ships full of terrorists from breaking our naval blockade', 'we will not ever allow hamas terrorists who control Gaza to import weapons again'.

We sang our national anthem 'Hatikva' (The Hope), we waved flags and we made our voices heard.

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

The Biggest Funeral I've Ever Been To

Monday is a day, I don't think I will ever forget. It was my first time experiencing 'Holocaust Memorial Day' in Israel.

It began Sunday night. Sunday is our Monday here, so I was at work like usual. By the time I left work, that evening, the sun had already set and I noticed it was unusually quiet on the streets. Most businesses that were usually open, were not. Then I remembered that a friend had warned me, things would probably shut down, in honor of Holocaust Remembrance Day.

She was right. Everything was closing. Even the Israeli version of '7/11' called AMPM, the 24 hour market that I've never seen closed before! They were all shut down.

When I got home, I turned on the TV, because a special national ceremony was supposed to be on, with the Prime Minister and the President live at the national Holocaust Museum (Yad Vashem). I turned on the TV and I quickly saw on my cable menu, that most of the channels were completely off the air!

The movie channels were all playing movies about the Holocaust, like 'The Pianist', 'The Reader', 'The Diary of Anne Frank', 'Deliverance', etc... The History Channel and Documentary Channel were only showing programs about the Holocaust. The kids channels had age-appropriate kids shows, educating children about the Holocaust. And every other channel was completely OFF THE AIR! They had graphics, with candles saying 'programming is suspended for Holocaust Remembrance Day'. Wow, that was so powerful to me. The music channels just played soft, reflective music all night.

I think it stung me so hard, because the only other time in my life I'd seen something like that, was just after September 11th. I remember most channels, like the Shopping Channels and Entertainment Channels also put up graphics, saying they were suspending programming due to news events. And MTV and ESPN were taken over by their parent-company's news operations. I knew this was a major event in America, because every part of life suddenly changed.

That's how I felt Sunday night, here in Israel.

The next morning I woke up and turned on the news. All of the TV hosts were wearing black. All black, as if they were going to a funeral. I guessed that this must be the dress code for today's somber holiday. And so, I too, dressed in black and headed out to work.

As I walked to the bus stop, I saw so many people, probably 1/3 of the people on the street, dressed in black. Women in black dresses. Guys in black shirts and pants. I almost began weeping, at the site of it. Like we were all one family, all going to one funeral, for people we all loved. It was so so moving.

You see, unlike in America or other parts of the world, the question isn't 'DO you know someone who was impacted by the Holocaust'...but instead it's 'WHO do you know that was impacted by the Holocaust...' Everyone in this nation has a relative or friend that was in the Holocaust or who survived, etc... Everyone. That is no exaggeration. In my office that morning I learned of co-workers that had parents in the Holocaust, and entire generations that were killed.

All of this was a build up to 10am. At 10am, something so overwhelming moving happened, it's hard to describe in words. At 10am, the entire nation came to a stop for 2 minutes.

Sirens, resembling that of a tornado siren, were blasted in every city, across the entire nation. And, when the siren began to sound, everyone and everything STOPPED!

Buses pulled to the side and everyone in the buses stood up and bowed their heads. Cars stopped in the middle of the road or highway, and everyone got out of their car, stood next to it and bowed their head. Soldiers went into 'salute' position and stood at attention for the full 2 minutes. Everywhere, in every office, home, street, restaurant, store....everyone stopped, bowed their head and silently listened to the wail of the siren.

What a 2 minutes.

I was actually working, I was out at one of Tel Aviv's busiest areas, filming the event for a video. I had heard about moving this was, but never could have imagined how much so. My hand that was holding the camera began to shake....and it was all I could do to hold back the tears. The moment, the scene, the history being reflected upon, came rushing to my mind all at once. It was truly something.

I was up on a pedestrian bridge near a Tel Aviv skyscraper....I could see the highway, I could see the stopped buses, I could see soldiers....it was remarkably sad and moving.

Then when the 2 minutes finished, the siren concluded its wail and slowly people got back in their cars, pulled back into traffic....and life went back to normal. For some reason that moment of silent awkwardness, just as people began to move again, was very powerful. The spirit sort of hung in the air. Wow, palpable.

I think the USA should start such a somber tradition each year on September the 11th. Perhaps it would help people to try remember what those days were like in 2001, when the towers fell and we feared our entire country might as well. I never felt such unity as I did in those days after September 11th....that is, not until this week in Israel.

This coming Sunday night the sirens will wail again, in memory of soldiers killed in wars defending Israel. The sirens will mark the start of another day of morning. Then, again on Monday morning they'll sound to mark the end of the mourning period.

Then, I'm told something remarkable will happen. Because on Monday morning, after the siren finishes....the nation goes from mourning to rejoicing. For the rest of Monday is celebrated as Israeli Independence Day. Our version of the 4th of July.

Wow! My teacher at Hebrew school tried to describe it to me. How there is probably nothing quite like it on earth. To turn on a dime from mourning to rejoicing like that.

Reflecting on those killed, to celebrating that our nation is alive! And we are alive! Praise God!

Already, the Independence Day celebrating has begun. Every light post has Israeli flags on it, on every street! Every car has 1 or 2 Israeli flags attached to their windows. Entire buildings are lit up, with their windows in a pattern resembling the Israeli flag.

I can not wait for this celebration!

This year Israel turns 62!

As I was walking after work, yesterday, and seeing all the flags...I thought...'why are we celebrating in such a way?' Then I thought, 'you know, there's no other nation on earth, that has other nations, every day, expressing their desire to see them completely and literally wiped off the map'. And so, we celebrate. We are on the map again this year. God has protected us and sustained us for another year. And for that....we rejoice!

Up from the ashes....look what God has done!

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Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Dry Bones

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This is a 30 minute film, made by the co-founder of the ministry I work for in Israel. She made it in 1968, just after Israel re-captured Jerusalem, as a result of the '6 Day War'. As she began to see prophecy being fulfilled, she decided to document it. The script is 100% from scripture, the images are 100% from re-born Israel. I found it really really moving.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Missing

Maybe it's because I just finished watching a sad movie (The Boys Are Back), or maybe because it's 12:38am, or maybe it's because a major holiday just passed, but tonight I am missing 'home'.

'Home' is a relative term these days. Israel definitely feels like home. I love my new life here. I love my job, and my apartment, and my friends. I love almost everything about it.

I just really hate that the people I love on 'the other side of the pond' are so far away.

Maybe some people move away to escape their 'old life'. That was not the case for me. I loved my life in the US of A. I have such incredible people in my life back there.

The thing about moving, is that at first you're so excited about the new adventure that lays before you, you sort of shut everything else out. But, then once you get there, and it's as wonderful as you hoped, you find yourself turning around to want to point out something great to your friend, who's always by your side. Only this time, they're not there.

And you can't even pick up the phone to call. 'Cuz it would cost $10 a minute and it's 3am where he is right now.

So, you wait a few hours, and try to catch them on skype. But it's never quite the same.

So, tonight, yes, I am missing my loved ones.

I hope they know how much they're loved.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Happy Passover!

Every year for my entire life, during the Passover Seder Dinner we'd say 'next year in the land of Israel'. Well, finally, at long last...I'm here! It's Passover time and I'm in Israel. This is truly one of the most thrilling experiences of my life. To see the whole nation changing its routine. Stores ditching the bread, and stocking their shelves with unleavened bread. Every window display, devoted to Passover. Wow.

Below is a video I made about what Passover means to me. I hope you enjoy it:

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Health Care Not Abortion

I live in a country with national health care, and I am grateful for it. I think President Obama is right to push for major changes in America's dispicable excuse for a health care industry.

But, if he signs a health care bill that includes funding for abortion, it will haunt his legacy until the day he dies.

I admire a lot about Ronald Reagan, but I have never fully respected him for the unforgivable way he chose to ignore the early days of AIDS during his administration. Out of ignorance that it was a 'gay disease' he turned his head away, and cost us precious years on a battle that has now claimed millions of lives. Just think if we could have cut this monster's head off right at the beginning.

I believe in much the same way, if President Obama allows abortion funding to become part of a new federal health care plan...it will cast a shadow over him and his presidency like nothing else.

I didn't vote for Obama, but I've admired a lot about him and thought him to be a good man with a vision.

But if he signs that bill, any last shred of respect I had for him will be gone. Nothing else he ever does will ever matter.

Take that for what it's worth Mr. President.

And look around...see that brave 'DEMOCRATIC' congressman (Bart Stupak of Michigan) is the one leading the campaign against this plan. When members of your own party are leading the charge 'against' you....maybe that should tell you something.

A Breath Of Fresh Air

U.S. Senator Kirsten Gillibrand issued the following statement today on the recent developments in the Middle East:

“The close bond between the United States and Israel remains unbreakable, and America must continue to show unyielding support for Israel’s security.

“While the timing of the East Jerusalem housing announcement was regrettable, it must not be used by any party to stall peace negotiations or cloud the most critical foreign policy issue facing both countries – Iran’s nuclear threat.

“As a member of the Senate Foreign Relations Committee, I am focused on strengthening international pressure on Iran’s regime to derail its pursuit of nuclear weapons.”

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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Monday, March 8, 2010

Oscar Recap




As a television producer, it's hard for me to watch the Oscars without fixating on the production itself. Last year, producers Bill Condon and Laurence Mark and host Hugh Jackman, took a stale traditional show and re-invented it, into a fun, fresh, lively, don't want to miss a moment 'event'!

Sadly, last night, producer Adam Shankman reverted to everything old and unwatchable about the previous 80 years of Oscar telecasts.

I don't blame hosts Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin for being bad. I think they were onstage for a combined 4.5 minutes. They didn't even have a chance to be good.

I can't even imagine some of the conversations that must have taken place at production meetings. "Neil Patrick Harris was so great hosting the Tonys and the Emmys...let's have him do the opening song and dance at the Oscars!" What? That's like saying "Tim Tebow did so great at the National Championship Game, let's have him start in place of Peyton Manning at the Super Bowl."

Here you have Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin, two of the most talented guys around...hosting the biggest event of the year in Hollywood...and you start the show with Neil Patrick Harris, essentially doing a spoof of previous/lesser award shows?

And then, the production isn't even good! On my transmission of the show, i was unable to even hear the lyrics Harris was singing. And they kept doing cutaways of people in the audience, but they forgot to turn the lights on, so all we saw at home were dark shadow figures. Just ridiculous for a show with a mutli-million dollar budget.

I must admit I did say 'wow' when I first saw the stage/set. It was impressive.

But whose idea was it to put a small stairway, going up, right next to the winner's area? When someone's name is called at these award shows, they understandably turn into shaky, deer in headlights! At every award show, upon finishing their speech, the winners undoubtedly turn the wrong way, and can barely hold it together, walking off stage. I know...let's add to that awkwardness, by making them climb stairs!

Baldwin and Martin's opening duo-logue had more nazi and crotch jokes than a teenage skin-head's beer bash. Thank you Bruce Vilanch. Classy, so classy. Not.

And on and on I could go. From the decision to have the presenters say 'And the winner is' rather than 'And the Oscar goes to' to the removal of performances of the nominated songs, to a bizarre modern dance routine, to the tribute to horror films (since when are Edward Scissorhands and Beetlejuice horror films?)....it was just bad production decision on top of bad production decision. Oh and how about the decision to have Tina Fey present the screenplay award...again! Last year she and Steve Martin did a fantastic job making that presentation funny and fresh. Having Fey do it this year, without Martin, was anything but funny or fresh. Oh and nice job by whoever was supposed to help Ben Stiller with props from off-stage during his bit. Good grief, it was like watching a bad high school production.

And who didn't love the orchestra's decision to play "I Am Woman Hear My Roar" as Kathryn Bigelow left the stage, after her historic win as Best Director? "I Am Woman Hear Me Roar?" What is this, the Friar's Club Roast? They even managed the shlock up a truly special moment.

What I thought was going to be a tribute to Patrick Swayze, turned into just the opposite. Demi Moore (Swayze's 'Ghost' co-star) came on stage, with the music from 'Ghost' playing in the background. She never mentioned Swayze by name, but instead did a generic introduction to the annual 'In Memoriam' segment. The first person in the special memorial tribute was Swayze...but the Camera was on a super wide shot of the theatre, so you could barely see Swayze's photo. By the time the Director got a clue...Swayze's photos were gone, and so the biggest movie star death of the year was completely unacknowledged at the Oscars.

Even the decision to revert back to the tired old music that has been played at every Oscars for decades was baffling. 'Arthur' is my favorite movie of all time. But if I have to hear 'When you get caught between the moon and New York City' one more time during the Oscars, I'm going to scream! Last year's visionaries brought in all new music (sparing no detail)...but this year's crew just couldn't resist resuming a tired cliche'.

And how about that big moment at the end? The announcement of Best Picture from Tom Hanks. I blinked and missed it! Hanks walks on stage as the crowd is still digesting Bigelow's win. They don't even have him re-read the nominees, there's no drumroll, it's just 'hi, i'm Tom Hanks and the winner is 'The Hurt Locker'. Wow, way to create some drama.

And why were there 10 best picture nominees...but then the show did nothing special with them? Just boring clip introductions like usual. It would have been nice to see something really creative done to help explain why the number of nominees doubled.

The cutaways of a bored and annoyed George Clooney in the audience, said it all. A look, no doubt, seen on couches around the world. I won't even begin to discuss the "official red carpet show". Kathy Ireland, please stick to posing in Sports Illustrated...and let Ryan Seacrest and Joan Rivers handle red carpet shows. Note to the academy...next year team up with the good folks at 'E!' who invented the red carpet show...and let Seacrest do what he does best.

OK, now that I've vented all of that, there were a few (very few) nice moments. Here are my favorites (in no particular order):

1) The Tribute to John Hughes (very classy to honor this special filmmaker, so cool to see almost the entire Breakfast Club back together, unfortunately Emilio Estevez was the only one not there)

2) The Best Actor and Best Actress award presentations. That was really cool to hear from people who know and have worked with the nominees, giving very personal salutes. I especially loved Tim Robbins talking about his former 'Shawshank Redemption' co-star Morgan Freeman. And Oprah's tribute to Gabourey Sidibe was so surreal. If you saw the movie 'Precious' you know about the constant fantasy's that Gabourey's character would envision in her mind. I couldn't quite separate reality from fantasy during that special moment.

3) Having Barbra Streisand present the Best Director award. Most agree Streisand should have been the first woman to win that award a few years back for either 'Yentl' or 'Prince of Tides'. Very classy, very classy to have her be the one to hand out the historic trophy to Kathryn Bigelow.

4) Loved a lot of the winners. Most of my favorite movies of the year were honored, and that's what I always hope the Oscars will be about. 'Up', 'Star Trek', 'Precious', 'Avatar', 'Crazy Heart', 'The Blind Side', 'The Hurt Locker' were all good movies and I'm happy they were recognized as such.

I do not think 'The Hurt Locker' was the best movie of the year. 'Avatar' or 'Precious' should have won best picture in my opinion. 'Avatar' was the only movie I said 'wow' during, about 100 times. It has changed the way movies are made and watched forever. I don't know why academy members chose 'The Hurt Locker'...it was a powerful film and I'm happy it allowed for multiple tributes to our fantastic U.S. troops around the world...but I didn't agree it was the year's best.

I'm hoping Meryl Streep wins an Oscar this century. Most assume she's won recently. Not true. It's actually been 18 years since she's won an Oscar! She won two very early in her career for 'Kramer vs. Kramer' and 'Sophie's Choice' but hasn't won since 1982. It is time! Jack Nicholson has 3...she should too!

So, those are my Oscar thoughts for 2010. As an Israeli I'm proud that my country's growing film industry has been honored 3 years in a row with a nomination for Best Foreign Language film. I'm hoping they actually win, one of these days.

Until then...I'll be seeing all the great movies the talented men and women of the film industry keep bringing to us. Film is my favorite artform, I am grateful for the talented people who make them....it's why I take the Oscars seriously to the extent that I do....I just like to see the best work honored in the best way.

P.S. Following Roger Ebert's live tweets during the show was a real highlight! He may have lost his voice, but not his brilliance when it comes to all things cinema!

Friday, March 5, 2010

The 'D' True Nashville Story

7 years ago I was driving around in my car, somewhere in the Chicagoland area...and I heard a radio ad for the 'Dove Awards'. The Dove Awards? For some reason, those words made something inside of me click. I thought...'there is an award show, that has a "Christian"-bent to it. I love award shows. I love Christ. This is totally up my alley. I need to be a part of this.'

I picked up my cell phone, I called information, and asked for the telephone number for the Gospel Music Association in Nashville, they gave it to me. I called and got a sweet young woman named Missy Zahn on the phone. Missy has since become a great friend, but at the time, we had never met. I asked her if she knew who the producer was of the Dove Awards. She told me it was a guy named Steve Gilreath. I asked if she had his phone number, and for some crazy reason...she gave it to me! (we would laugh about that years later).

I said thanks, and I dialed Steve's number. I didn't know Steve. Steve didn't know me. But I figured, hey...why not?

I got his voicemail, left him a message telling him a little bit about myself. That I was a TV producer for NBC in Chicago. That I had had many Christian music artists on a morning newscast I was producing. I knew many of the artists and the publicists and I hoped that combined with my years of production experience...would make him want to hire me. To do....something?

And that was it.

To my surprise, he called back. He was very nice. He said most of the staff had already been hired, but that he could always use more production assistants. That if I paid my own way down there, he could use me for 3 days during show week, pay me about $100 or so a day, and I could have a fun experience and he could see what kind of a worker I was...and who knew, in the future maybe we could do more work together.

I was very happy with that, I said 'thank you'. And so I had an invitation to be a part of my first Doves.

The next day, I woke up and saw there was a voicemail on my phone. I listened to the message and it was Steve Gilreath. He had sort of a panic in his voice. He said something to the effect of:

"...we don't really know each other, but I'm a bit desperate, and this just might be your big break. The Regal Cinema movie theatre chain, has just decided they want to show the Doves live in their theatres around the USA. But while the TV audience is watching commercials, in the threatres they want us to have a live backstage, behind-the-scenes show. The show will be hosted by Rebecca St. James, and it should include live interviews with the winners and presenters and show people what's going on backstage. So, that's what they want...but I have no one to produce it. If you think you can do it, call me and the job is yours."

Wow...I was floored! I think there was some sort of happy dance that followed in my bedroom. How did this happen? One minute I'm listening to an ad for this show on the radio, and the next thing I know, I'm going to Nashville to produce a live show at the Doves hosted by Rebecca St. James.

And so...we were off and running.

It's hard to believe that was 7 years ago. It's hard to believe I've now been a part of 6 Dove Awards. And it's even harder to believe, my Dove Awards career is now over.

I won't be going to Nashville this year. The GMA was nice enough to invite me back to produce the 'Pre-Telecast' or "Pre Show" as we call it (that's where 95% of the awards are handed out, but it's just not shown on TV, it's a show only for the audience in the theatre). But, due to GMA budget constraints this year, and due to the fact that I live in Tel Aviv, it's pretty expensive to bring me across the world to produce the show...and it just wasn't a financial reality for the GMA or for me this year.

But I 'retire' from the Doves with so many fantastic memories. I am so grateful to Steve Gilreath and to Lisa Kent and all the wonderful people that have worked at the GMA over the years, especially John Styll. What a great ride I was priveleged to have.

Below are some of my favorite memories of the past 6 years. But before I do that...let me first give shout-outs to some of the wonderful people I've worked with over the years, who I love dearly and will miss seeing this year

-All the publicists. You are some of the coolest women (and Brian Smith) that I've ever met in my life! I love you all so much and hope we'll always stay in touch. Jackie, Velvet, Mandy, Stacie, Lori, Courtney, Christina, Jackie, Jordan...you guys are the best! And to all the mangers and handlers...thanks for being so great to work with!

-To the Doves Family that assembles together each year, from the four corners of the globe. John Calton, Anne and Joey Ciccoline, Jayme Butler, Zana, Misty, Denny Keitzman, Cornelius, Emanuel, Lindsay, Spence and on and on...I already miss seeing your faces. (The Doves also gave me great friendships with people who worked on the show in years past...especially the great Rebekah Hubbell and Allison Abbott.)

-To 'my boys'. Elch and 'the other' Darin. I love you guys dearly. You are my brothers and you made this show so much fun to work on each year. You are brilliant and talented and we're just gonna have to find some other project to work on together.

-And finally to Steve Gilreath. Thanks for a great ride. One of the highlights of my life, for sure. You sure did make me feel loved and appreciated and for that I am grateful.

I'll never forget Steve coming backstage during that first show. He put his hands on my shoulders and looked me right in the eyes and said 'I don't know what you're doing, but you are creating such an amazing atmosphere in this place, you're doing great, keep it up'. Wow. I felt so in over my head at that moment, I had no idea what we were doing, so to hear him say that and to see the joyfully shocked expression on his face sure was fun. After that, I was just floating on air.

Steve, for all the opportunities, for all the great lunches and breakfasts and dinners and snacks in between, for the plane tickets, the free stay at the cabin, my first iPod(engraved no less) and the very computer I'm typing on as we speak...I say thank you, from the bottom of my heart. I'll never forget the kind words you wrote about me in the Doves program 2 years ago. Or the countless letters of recommendation you've written for me. Your incredibly generous hospitality. You are one of the best, and it's been a blast.

Thank you, that at the end of every show, you'd come over, put your arm around me and say 'see you next year'. That was the best compliment you could ever give me. I love you, Chief.


Wow...I'd have killed any artist that gave a speech that long. But, hey, I was saving up for 6 years.



And now, some Dove highlights:

My first show will always be my favorite. Working at the Municipal Auditorium. The show was supposed to be on UPN (it never happened for some reason, but the Doves are still around and UPN isn't, so.....) so we had big stars that year.

I got to hang out with Smokey Robinson (a huge deal for a kid from Detroit). He and I teased Rebecca St. James for not knowing much about Motown.

Cornering CeCe Winans while she had her make-up done...to talk about Oprah's theology.

Watching as Stephen Baldwin asked Rebecca if she'd call his daughter to say hi, and seeing the joyful look on his face as he listened to the conversation.

Getting to arrange a partial dc Talk reunion between Toby Mac and Michael Tate. Hearing the fans scream when Toby walked in during Michael's interview. (even sweeter was Toby's reluctance to do it at first, since he didn't want to risk hurting his dear friend Kevin Maxx who wasn't at that years show).

Being out to dinner with Steve Gilreath and seeing Chris Rice at the restaurant we were at. Steve begging me not to go over to say hi to him, me not listening to Steve, and as I stood up, I banged my head on some low-hanging speaker. And feeling like a total idiot.

Working with Amy Grant and Vince Gill...and Bono (not really) Amy and Vince introduced a video Bono made for the Doves that year, where he thanked the Christian music community for helping in the fight against AIDS. We had Amy and Vince on the backstage show afterwards. Bono, however, was not in attendance.

My best friends Jason and Heidi Judy actually went to a Regal Movie theatre to watch the show. As a thank you, I arranged for two of Jason's favorite people to be on one segment. I got David Crowder and Louie Giglio to come backstage to do an interview. Just before, I called Jason on his cell phone and said 'this is because I love you'...and hung up. The next thing he saw on the screen in Chicago, were David and Louie. What a kick!

That year this young woman who won a singing contest on the Oprah Winfrey Show, was invited to be a presenter. She came all the way to Nashville, but then got hurt backstage and wasn't able to be on the show. During my research on all the presenters, I had read that she was a big fan of Yolanda Adams, who was that year's host (along with Deion Sanders). So, after the show, I went to Yolanda Adam's bus and asked if she'd come say hi to this woman, to cheer her up. I got to take the photos of the two of them together. So much fun!

I can't believe this was all just from the first year! And it's not even everything!

I'll never forget meeting legends like Joanne Cash (the sister of Johnny Cash) and Pele'...the soccer icon!

Pele' came on with his wife who was nominated in the Spanish Language Album category. The two were going to be presenters on the Pre Show. I don't know what was more fun, working with Pele' or watching all these big time singers backstage, freaking out that Pele' was there (and coming to me to get autographs from him, because they were too nervous to ask him themselves).

Pele' was nervous about mis-pronouncing the names of the nominees he was supposed to read. He kept asking me to go over pronounciations with him. After trying certain names a few times, he'd look at me and say 'do you mind if my wife reads that name'. 'Ofcourse not Pele'', I'd say. It was too cool.

When show time came, Pele' and I were backstage and he was listening to the presenters on before him. He heard one of them make some mistakes while trying to pronounce some names. He came up to me and said 'did you hear that?' I said 'yeah'. He said 'that guy made some mistakes'. I said 'yes he did, but I know you're gonna do great Pele''. How could this icon of sport be so nervous about reading names at an award show? It was too great!

Soon Pele' and his wife went out, presented the awards, did a great job...and when he came backstage he looked right at me and said 'did I do ok?' I said 'you did great!' And with that, he spread his arms and grabbed me in a bear hug! The hug was long enough that I had the thought in my mind...I'm being bear-hugged by Pele' right now. I love my life.


I remember begging Sara Groves ( my favorite singer in the world) to be on the show, and rejoicing when she said yes. I remember hanging out backstage with her and making an idiot of myself going on and on about how much her music means to me. I remember how cool she was, and at some point we did arm pit farts together. I don't remember why, but that really doesn't matter. I had a photo of us doing it, but it was on an old cell phone that is now in a landfill somewhere. Too bad.

I remember asking Stryper lead singer Michael Sweet if he'd speak to my friend Carl on the phone. Carl had come to faith in Christ, after being heavily influenced by Stryper's music. He said 'yes'...and I know that meant so much to Carl.

From flirting with the Barlow Girls to talking about spirituality with Wynonna Judd to being knocked out when Natalie Grant noticed I had lost weight, to the chaos of explaining to artists why after waiting around for hours there would be no dress rehearsal, to watching the shocked look on singer Ana Laura's face when she saw a George Bush impersonator and freaked out thinking the President was there but then seeing her even more freaked out when she saw Pele', chatting with Billy Baldwin, Carrie Prejan, Randy Travis, Michelle Williams (from Destiny's Child) the Blind Boys of Alabama, Dennis Jernigan, Don Chaffer, Matthew Ward, some guy pretending to be in the group Modest Mouse (he wasn't but I totally believed him), laughing my butt off with John Gray (and later walking in on him doing an interview where he was talking about me), almost walking in on Kirk Franklin changing clothes in the production trailer but hearing him say 'don't come back I'm naked'...begging Shelly Giglio to bring the Passion tour to Israel, telling Brian Littrell of the Backstreet Boys what a big fan I was, and on and on...

it's just been so much fun.

It's also a kick, when you get to play a small role in the encouragement of some young artists. I always smile whenever I hear 'Tenth Avenue North' on the radio. I remember their publicist Jackie calling me a couple years ago, telling me she had this great band. Their first album wasn't out yet, but she wanted them to perform on the Pre Show. I told her she was crazy, but she encouraged me to watch this video they had made on their website and she told me how uniquely special they were. I watched the video and she was right. I had them on the show...and one year later they were named Best New Artist! I love their music, it has so ministered to me over the last couple years. When they won the award last year, I rushed backstage to congratulate them. What an honor to see from the beginning,this journey God is taking them on.

I also got to work with the Jonas Brothers, before they were mega-stars. I remember their publicist calling me the night before the show asking if I'd have these 3 brothers on as presenters. I had no slots for them, it was the night before the show! I told Steve Gilreath about it and he said, I should try to help that publicist out and make some sort of spot for them. All I could think of, was to have them introduce our host at the top of the show. So, the next day, the Jonas' and their dad came backstage...and I told them my idea. I wanted them to sing the introduction. "And now here's Carrie...." They just looked at me with these dumbfounded stares. 'Um, yeah, they'd rather just say the words, not sing them'. Their dad told me. I was like...'oh come on, it'll be fun...just go with it'. 'No', they said. 'Whatever', I thought to myself. 'These kids are dorks and are going nowhere'. Boy was I wrong....

I especially remember my first time walking in to the Grand Ole Opry. I love country music and used to watch TNN all the time as a kid growing up. I remember driving to the Opry for the first time, driving up to the guard shack behind the threatre, him finding my name on the list, letting me drive in, walking in the artist entrance, going on stage and standing on 'the circle' (all you country music fans know 'the circle')....it was such a hoot! And for 5 years, everytime I drove to that backstage entrance at the Opry, I always felt like the coolest person in the world!

[The only thing I remember not liking about the Opry is that insanely large hotel that makes you pay for parking...one time it took me almost an hour to find my room....really does every hallway have to look exactly the same! But I digress...]


So, that's just a little of the blessing in my life that was the Dove Awards.

Thanks for reading. Thanks for indulging all my name-dropping.

Thanks most of all to the inspiration for the music and the show. Yeshua. He is the reason we sing...and the reason we celebrate. To God alone be the glory...








Friday, February 26, 2010

Line of the Day

From the film 'An Education'

Student: David's Jewish.

(Ignorant) Teacher: Jewish? He's a Jew? You are aware, I take it that the Jews killed our LORD?

Student: And you are aware, I supposed that our LORD was Jewish.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

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Sunday, February 7, 2010

The Real Life West Wing

my favorite tv show of all time, is 'the West Wing'. i've seen every episode a dozen times or more and know many by heart (not intentionally). but i gotta say...the current white house is blowing the fictional show out of the water. they have a great team of video producers, who take us inside the real west wing with incredibly well done videos.

here are a few:

Inside The Real Situation Room

Inside a Cabinet Meeting (the end is brilliant, watch the secretary's leave without their blackberry's!)

the President with the Kennedy Center Honorees (Mel Brooks, Bruce Springsteen and Robert DeNiro!)

Making The White House Gingerbread House

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

2010 Oscar Nominees

Congratulations to Israel - we had a film nominated for the 3rd year in a row, for best foreign language film.

Here are the rest of the nominees:


1. Best Picture: "Avatar," "The Blind Side," "District 9," "An Education," "The Hurt Locker," "Inglourious Basterds," "Precious: Based on the Novel 'Push' by Sapphire," "A Serious Man," "Up," "Up in the Air."

2. Actor: Jeff Bridges, "Crazy Heart"; George Clooney, "Up in the Air"; Colin Firth, "A Single Man"; Morgan Freeman, "Invictus"; Jeremy Renner, "The Hurt Locker."

3. Actress: Sandra Bullock, "The Blind Side"; Helen Mirren, "The Last Station"; Carey Mulligan, "An Education"; Gabourey Sidibe, "Precious: Based on the Novel `Push' by Sapphire"; Meryl Streep, "Julie & Julia."

4. Supporting Actor: Matt Damon, "Invictus"; Woody Harrelson, "The Messenger"; Christopher Plummer, "The Last Station"; Stanley Tucci, "The Lovely Bones"; Christoph Waltz, "Inglourious Basterds."

5. Supporting Actress: Penelope Cruz, "Nine"; Vera Farmiga, "Up in the Air"; Maggie Gyllenhaal, "Crazy Heart"; Anna Kendrick, "Up in the Air"; Mo'Nique, "Precious: Based on the Novel 'Push' by Sapphire."

6. Directing: James Cameron, "Avatar"; Kathryn Bigelow, "The Hurt Locker"; Quentin Tarantino, "Inglourious Basterds"; Lee Daniels, "Precious: Based on the Novel 'Push' by Sapphire"; Jason Reitman, "Up in the Air."

7. Foreign Language Film: "Ajami," Israel; "El Secreto de Sus Ojos," Argentina; "The Milk of Sorrow," Peru; "Un Prophete," France; "The White Ribbon," Germany.

8. Adapted Screenplay: Neill Blomkamp and Terri Tatchell, "District 9"; Nick Hornby, "An Education"; Jesse Armstrong, Simon Blackwell, Armando Iannucci, Tony Roche, "In the Loop"; Geoffrey Fletcher, "Precious: Based on the Novel 'Push' by Sapphire"; Jason Reitman and Sheldon Turner, "Up in the Air."

9. Original Screenplay: Mark Boal, "The Hurt Locker"; Quentin Tarantino, "Inglourious Basterds"; Alessandro Camon and Oren Moverman, "The Messenger"; Joel Coen and Ethan Coen, "A Serious Man"; Bob Peterson, Pete Docter, Tom McCarthy, "Up."

10. Animated Feature Film: "Coraline"; "Fantastic Mr. Fox"; "The Princess and the Frog"; "The Secret of Kells"; "Up."

11. Art Direction: "Avatar," "The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus," "Nine," "Sherlock Holmes," "The Young Victoria."

12. Cinematography: "Avatar," "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince," "The Hurt Locker," "Inglourious Basterds," "The White Ribbon."

13. Sound Mixing: "Avatar," "The Hurt Locker," "Inglourious Basterds," "Star Trek," "Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen."

14. Sound Editing: "Avatar," "The Hurt Locker," "Inglourious Basterds," "Star Trek," "Up."

15. Original Score: "Avatar," James Horner; "Fantastic Mr. Fox," Alexandre Desplat; "The Hurt Locker," Marco Beltrami and Buck Sanders; "Sherlock Holmes," Hans Zimmer; "Up," Michael Giacchino.

16. Original Song: "Almost There" from "The Princess and the Frog," Randy Newman; "Down in New Orleans" from "The Princess and the Frog," Randy Newman; "Loin de Paname" from "Paris 36," Reinhardt Wagner and Frank Thomas; "Take It All" from "Nine," Maury Yeston; "The Weary Kind (Theme from Crazy Heart)" from "Crazy Heart," Ryan Bingham and T Bone Burnett.

17. Costume: "Bright Star," "Coco Before Chanel," "The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus," "Nine," "The Young Victoria."

18. Documentary Feature: "Burma VJ," "The Cove," "Food, Inc." "The Most Dangerous Man in America: Daniel Ellsberg and the Pentagon Papers," "Which Way Home."

19. Documentary (short subject): "China's Unnatural Disaster: The Tears of Sichuan Province," "The Last Campaign of Governor Booth Gardner," "The Last Truck: Closing of a GM Plant," "Music by Prudence," "Rabbit a la Berlin."

20. Film Editing: "Avatar," "District 9," "The Hurt Locker," "Inglourious Basterds," "Precious: Based on the Novel 'Push' by Sapphire."

21. Makeup: "Il Divo," "Star Trek," "The Young Victoria."

22. Animated Short Film: "French Roast," "Granny O'Grimm's Sleeping Beauty," "The Lady and the Reaper (La Dama y la Muerte)," "Logorama," "A Matter of Loaf and Death."

23. Live Action Short Film: "The Door," "Instead of Abracadabra," "Kavi," "Miracle Fish," "The New Tenants."

24. Visual Effects: "Avatar," "District 9," "Star Trek."

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Thought:

I love movies because they allow me to pause from the chaos of this world and just think and reflect for a few moments...reminding me of the way I want to live on this earth.

But I love reading the Bible, because it allows me to transcend this world...reminding me of the way I want to live for eternity.

Thursday, January 21, 2010

Voice-overs, Aroma, and crushes on Nancy Meyers and Christiane Amanpour

It’s been a while, since I’ve blogged. Life is busy. But tonight I am in a hotel room in Beersheva, Israel and I have some time to write.

1) I’m in Beersheva as a guest of the office of tourism here. Long story short. For those who have visited this blog before, you may have read about my last visit to Beersheva a few months ago. I also produced a video about that visit, which you can watch on this blog as well. I was here for a prayer gathering, at a Messianic Jewish Congregation, here, called Nachalat Yeshua. In 2005 there was a riot at that congregation, by radical orthodox Jews who hate people that believe in Yeshua (Jesus). After repeated violence and an absence of action by authorities here, the congregation decided to sue the organizers of the riot. Needless to say, Beersheva and the believers in Yeshua have had a strained relationship. Which is why it was such a pleasant surprise when the tourism office here, contacted the pastor of that congregation which was attacked…to ask for his help. They wanted to produce a video aimed at Evangelical Christians in America…in hopes of luring them here. Beersheva is in the Negev desert. They don’t get as much tourism as Jerusalem, the Galilee and other places like that. They wanted someone who understood the minds of evangelicals. So, they called Pastor Howard Bass. He helped them all he could, but when it cam time to actually write a script and produce the video…for that he referred them to me. So, in the spirit of bridge-building and friendship-making…I happily offered my services.

The video will be shown next month at the NRB conference in Nashville. The script and concept were written and conceived by me. Also, the voice you’ll here on the video is mine. Yes, they asked me to record the voice-over narration. Today I was in the recording studio. I tried to channel the voice of that guy you hear on the Monorail at Disney World. He always sounds so happy. Not sure if I reached his level of narrator-perfection…but it was fun trying.

After the recording session, my two very kind hostesses took me to Abraham’s Well and an ancient city from King Hezekiah’s day. Also to a very moving memorial to the heroes of the 1948 battle that helped Israel re-capture the Negev desert.

Along the way we had a fascinating conversation about their impression of Messianic Jews. Their take on it, was that while some in Israel don’t like the orthodox Jews and some don’t like the secular…”no one likes you people.” (referring to Messianic Jews). I was advised that we “have a lot of work to do, to convince the Israeli public that we are not just missionaries who want to turn all Jewish children into Christians.” That was a direct quote. I pray our time together today, is just the beginning of fostering a new understanding. Truth is so much better than ignorance.

2) Tonight, I went out on the town. I went to this really cool movie theatre in Beersheva (the Globus Max) to see ‘It’s Complicated’. The new Meryl Streep/Alec Baldwin movie written and directed by Nancy Meyers. A quick note about the theatre I was in…it was the largest movie theatre I’ve ever been in, in my life. I think it had 1,000 seats. No exaggeration.

But back to the movie. I love Nancy Meyers. I love her mind, her sense of humor, her voice as a writer, her style. I love her. I want to be her much younger ‘boy toy’. Her Keanu Reeves to Diane Keaton in the Nancy Meyers movie ‘Something’s Gotta Give’. Yeah, I said it. I’m crazy about this woman. Her movies from ‘Baby Boom’ to ‘The Holiday’ are just so delightful. I always feel better about life, after seeing one of her movies. She is smart and classy, and I don’t care if most label them as ‘chick flicks’.

3) After the movie, I walked around the town for a bit. I stopped by a very cool, very happening ‘Aroma Espresso Bar’. I set out this year with a goal of visiting all 100+ Aroma cafĂ©’s across Israel. I was going to video tape each visit and then put them on a special blog I created. But, that blog is now gone. The truth is, I don’t want to bring my video camera with me every time I go out for coffee. I love Aroma’s atmosphere and food and coffee. I think they are so fun. And, I still do want to visit all of them. But…I won’t be documenting them as first planned. I really just like to chill out there, use the free WiFi and drink coffee. Not so much with the video-taping.

4) Last but not least, tonight I got a Direct Message on Twitter from CNN’s Christiane Amanpour. A journalist I respect beyond words. I follow her on Twitter. Yesterday, she sent out a link to a report by reporter Paul Hancocks about life in Gaza one year after the war with Israel. It was a very one-sided report. In fact is was 95% about Gaza and barely 5% about Israel. I tweeted Christiane telling her I thought the report was beneath her standards as a journalist. Today she tweeted me and wanted to know what I didn’t like about the report. So, I tweeted her back my thoughts. Very classy. I love technology!

OK, that’s it, that’s all. Shalom and lila tov (goodnight) from Beersheva.

Another Reason I'm Proud To Be An Israeli

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Tuesday, January 5, 2010

So Long 2009

(me and F.D. [and another war hero 'Curly' Mills] watching football last Thanksgiving)

What a strange year 2009 was. I can honestly say I am happy to see it GONE! It was a hard year, for sure. A year of endings...but, by God's grace...also a year of new beginnings.

As it turned out, a lot of people I had admired for years, died in 2009.

Growing up, I was a kid who had pictures of athletes and rock stars on my walls. But I also had pictures of journalists and political figures. Yes, I used to have a poster of Walter Cronkite on my wall. And a picture of the Kennedy family. I also admired them a lot. Not because I agreed with them on everything...but because they put themselves out there, they got involved and fought for what they believed in.

Walter Cronkite, Ted Kennedy and Eunice Kennedy Shriver were three people I admired greatly.

I used to work with handicapped kids and I have a cousin who's life has been greatly improved thanks to the Special Olympics...so Eunice Shriver was always a hero of mine.

Don Hewitt also died in 2009. I also had a picture of Don Hewitt on my wall. He was the original TV news producer. He invented the half-hour evening news program as we know it, the TV news magazine show as we know it, he produced the first TV preisdential debate. Without the path he paved, I really wouldn't have had a career in TV news. Last night I watched the show he created...'60 Minutes'. It just isn't the same show without him.

He had a great quote, that 'Noah would always be a more interesting story to him, than flood control'. It was a great lesson for me as a young journalist. Don't get so caught up in issues. Just tell them a story.

The end of the year was pretty intense too. Thanksgiving and Christmas were marred by upsetting news about two people I also care a lot about. An amazingly gifted teacher named Matt Chandler, someone I admire greatly, was diagnosed with brain cancer after a seizure on Thanksgiving Day. Please keep him in your prayers. He just started chemo and radiation and is fighting hard. I pray he's around for a long, long time to come.

Then on Christmas day, Bill Hensler died. Bill is the grandfather of my best friend, an honorary grandpa-figure to me, a deocrated WWII veteran and a really sweet guy. I believe he was 87 when he passed away. He was living on his own, driving, and maintaining an active life right up to the end. Now that's how I want to go.

He loved to tell jokes, order things off of infomercials, watch Days of our Lives, spend hours out on his tractor, playing this game called Acey Ducey, watching silly videos on the internet, eating at Luby's, going to church and most of all being with his family. If his only legacy was being part of the greatest generation that saved the world from tyranny...and that his daughter and grandson are two of the greatest people I've had the privilege of meeting in my life...then Bill Hensler, aka F.D. did ok.

I'll miss you 'Acey Ducey King'.

So, while I'm happy to see 2009 gone...I won't soon forget the people who also left us, as we close out the first decade of the 21st century.

I think 2010 is gonna be one of the best ones yet!!!!!!!!!!