Sunday night I flew into Dallas for a Monday morning Bris. Because it was a Fast Day (17 Tammuz observed) I brought a sandwich with me to eat on the plane. That prompted this experience.
Welcome to Love Airport
Of course, as they say, everything is bigger in Texas. The local synagogue was under construction/renovation, so the bris took place in the local school, which was closed for the summer. The campus of the school is incredible - so much thought was put into the design at the time it was created. It is a marvel.
Anyway, this is what you see when you walk in to the campus.
The bris took place in the Beit Midrash, which is the center of this institution - as the Torah is the center of our lives. Very symbolic.
Here is the baby when he is being named. And the photo in real time of the naming taking place.
Mazal tov! I look forward to returning to Dallas for the next bris!