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September 2005

Dayton Christian-Jewish Dialogue members

from Agnes Hannahs

It is time for Eugene and myself to move on. We are leaving the Miami Valley this September. We feel confident that all will be reasonably well here for family members who remain.

We are moving north(!) to Ann Arbor in S.E. Michigan. We will live in a loft that is connected to the University of Michigan (from which we both graduated) and will have access to University cultural activities. It is good and right for us at this time in our lives.

I, and then we, have been with the Dialogue for ten(?) years; those years have been an interesting time: your focus and conversations and the informative talks have enlightened both of us. We have found like-minded, admirable people; you have given to our lives a depth and interest that will remain with us as we search out such Dialogues in our new environment.

Several of the unfinished businesses:

At Lillian Gillespie's farewell dinner 1 years ago, she asked members to share biblical characters, settings, stories that have special meaning. I thought of Miriam, but did not say so as the evening was getting on.

So now I leave you with two interludes: Miriam, strong and in her life-joyfulness "took a timbrel in her hand, and all the women went out after her in dance with timbrels. And Miriam chanted . . . "

Another: when DCJD had the discussion, a year and some months ago, of "Merchant of Venice": After a prolonged and serious discussion of this controversial play, I wanted but did not speak up, our presenter to read to us from the following interlude: Jessica, Shylock's daughter, and Lorenzo, her Christian husband are speaking. But it doesn't matter who they are or how they got to Belmont, a place of beauty and peace far from Venice. They are two people looking at the night sky:

How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!

Here will we sit and let the sounds of music

Creep in our ears. Soft stillness and the night

Become the touches of sweet harmony.

Sit, Jessica. Look how the floor of heaven

Is thick inlaid with patens of bright gold.

There's not the smallest orb which thou behold'st

But in his motion like an angel sings,

Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins;

Such harmony is in immortal souls;

But whilst this muddy vesture of decay

Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.

I am scheduled for the March 2006 DCJD meeting to enjoy and share with you the the opera, "Nabucco." Since that is six months in the future, there is sufficient time to look for another who will take pleasure in the research and then in presenting to you the music and story.

We shall remember you as our lives evolve into new patterns and renewed scenes.

Our blessings to each and every one of you.

Agnes W. Hannahs Eugene Hannahs

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