This may have been the most interesting Yom Kippur I have ever experienced. For many (probably -- but you never know) unrelated reasons.
For one: here's something amazing I learned about that I had completely missed. If you (like me) didn't read this story when the WaPo published it last spring ... please ... do NOT miss it. It's truly amazing.
HE EMERGED FROM THE METRO AT THE L'ENFANT PLAZA STATION AND POSITIONED HIMSELF AGAINST A WALL BESIDE A TRASH BASKET. By most measures, he was nondescript: a youngish white man in jeans, a long-sleeved T-shirt and a Washington Nationals baseball cap. From a small case, he removed a violin. Placing the open case at his feet, he shrewdly threw in a few dollars and pocket change as seed money, swiveled it to face pedestrian traffic, and began to play. ...
