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Here is part of his posting: I felt jealous that we did not all sing together in my house. I wondered why not? Why is singing together and making music not something we do everyday? Part of it was the stereo. Why would you try to sing or play an instrument yourself if you can buy a CD where somebody else can do it so much better? I’ve picked up the guitar ten different times in my life but never been satisfied because I couldn’t play a song that even came close to resembling whoever I was trying to copy at the time. But why does making music have to sound like someone else? Why is there some standard of perfection to adhere to? When I had dinner at Rabbi Steve’s, there was no perfection. That wasn’t what made it great. What made it great was the togetherness. We sang and gently tapped on the table to the beat and smiled at each other and pointed to the correct line in the books when we lost our place. It wasn't about perfection; it was about connection.
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