Remarks to son Oscar Fox upon becoming bar mitzvah, May 14, 2016
Oscar, ever since your dad and I brought you home—when your legs were the size of your grandmother’s thumbs—I have been perfecting one aspect of the role of Jewish mother: Worry.
It’s because I love you so much that I worry so much—about trampolines and hoverboards, high fructose corn syrup and bird flu, months without R’s, second-story windows, ladders, lice, screen time, ennui. You name it… Pesticides. Zika. If you need a longer list, ask Jessica Viner, she taught me everything I know about Jewish mothering.
And I admit that along the way I may have worried about how our family would merge two religious traditions.
While I share my worries about trampolines and hoverboards daily, it occurs to me, I have never given you a list of things I don’t worry about. So, here it is:
I don’t worry about your character, your intellect, or your integrity. Not once in this whole bar mitzvah process did I worry that you wouldn’t perform elegantly, eloquently, and in a way that is meaningful to you, your family, and your community.
If I ever did worry about merging two family traditions, I stopped the moment I saw you practicing your haftarah in the Temple library while wearing a Sewanee T-shirt. Your grandfather Billy Nelson, for whom you are named, once studied at Sewanee with plans to become an Episcopal priest. Along the way, he also studied Torah and learned to read Hebrew. Friends here today remember seeing your grandfather walk to shul on West End Avenue and recite the Hebrew prayers at their bat mitzvahs. And I’m sure my Dad’s interest in Judaism is in part responsible for the fact that I went out and found a nice Jewish boy.
When I saw you in the Temple library in your Sewanee T-shirt, I saw two family traditions, of scholarship and service, merged seamlessly, confidently, gracefully—in you.
So, I crossed one worry off my list.
Oscar, I love you so much. I admire what you’ve accomplished, and I look forward to seeing you grow as a son of the Torah, a role model in your family, and a young leader in your community.
But you’re still never getting a hoverboard.
This is beautiful Carrington! Thank you so much for sharing it. And mazel tov on the bar-mitzvah! I didn’t realize your kids were doing that. Did Oscar like it? My kids go to Hebrew school so they’ll be able to bar-mitzvahed when the time comes. It’s a commitment for us since we have to drive 30 min to our shul, which is in Wilmington. It’s been good though. The kids actually don’t complain which I always thought was sort of part of the right of passage.
Anyway, how are things otherwise? Has life returned to normal since the election? I’d love to hear all about it sometime. Although it wasn’t the outcome you all were hoping for, I think it’s still amazing that you and David went for it and put yourselves out there. It was so impressive. I hope you were proud of everything you accomplished.
What else is new? Any news with that book you were working on a while back? I would love to see you sometime!
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Precious, Carrington Fox. You and David are blessed.
Love and pride and confidence……so perfectly expressed…
Absolutely wonderful…just like you!
My mother in law sent this to me to make sure that I didn’t miss it. I’m so glad she did, but let’s keep that between us. It made me misty. Love you all so much!!
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