As We Forgive Those…

My childhood was not a happy one. It wasn’t my parents—they were fine, and I was never abused or mistreated by my family. They were militant atheists, and I grew up with no concept of God or anything beyond a materialistic world, but that didn’t bother me until much later. The problem I had as a child was where I was living. Brooklyn, New York, is not a gentle place, and it was perhaps even less so in the 1950s and 60s than it is now. The boys in the neighborhood played rough, as boys tend to do, but there was a deeper menacing presence surrounding us as children. Many of the adults we knew were connected in some degree to the pervasive crime families that dominated parts of New York City at the time.

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2 Responses to As We Forgive Those…

  1. Bruce says:

    Hi Sy, I’m on page 71 of your book “The Works of His Hands” and it, just like this post, is an eye opener. I find it interesting that just about everyone has a story to tell, some are more dramatic than others but all of them have, in one way or another, ended up having an impact of how life unfolds for the individual. I have my own but I will spare you. I commend you for your openness and honesty. That honesty is rare, especially when it leaves one vulnerable. A lot of people say that personal testimonies are not that effect but I don’t find that to be true, especially when they come from the heart. Keep on doing what you’re doing, I think it’s great. I’m honoured to call you my brother in Christ. Blessings.

  2. Thank you, Bruce. The honor is mine.

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