Money talks, and bulls*** walks.
Though I'm not religious in the classical sense I did partake in Passover.
It was a small provincial place with great people and I had a happy childhood growing up in Queens.
Often, the truly great and valuable lessons we learn in life are learned through pain. That's why they call it "growing pains." It's all about yin and yang. And that's not something you order off column A at your local Chinese restaurant.
our greatest compatibility was in how we complemented each other's neuroses.
People lived in the same apartments for years. You'd meet a group of kids in kindergarten, and you'd still be with them in high school. No one ever left the neighborhood.