partying

My 11-year-old son, Ari, is now a Hebrew-school dropout. I am aware that that\’s the name of a comedy act and a line of T-shirts. But, for me, the phrase is not a punch line, but a punch in the gut. I imagine my response was just like parents whose kids drop out of high school: disbelief, sadness and helplessness followed quickly by a healthy dose of Jewish guilt. \”Where did I go wrong?\” \”What did I do to cause him to reject my contribution to his heritage?\”