Friday, Feb. 16, 1945
Tonight we will celebrate the Sabbath with Grandma and Grandpa in our new home. Grandpa has a lovely baritone voice. When says the blessing for the wine, he stands straight, his chest high and lifted the way his father taught him, and sings the melody his father wrote. Grandma helped Mommy cook the Sabbath meal of soup and chicken. Tomorrow we’ll all start touring and showing Grandma and Grandpa the sights.
Light the Sabbath candles.