Who Nu?
Rabbi Fuchs with his son Ben at The Garden, 2017 , watching the Knicks play the Cavs.
It was the summer of 1967 and I was 8 ½ years old. What stands out the most was that Steve was extremely handsome, and all the young women at the Concord used to hang around trying to catch his eye.
This included cozying up to me.
I was thrilled to suddenly have all these new glamorous ‘friends', until it dawned on me that they had ulterior motives.
They were trying to get to Steve through me! From then on, whenever they would come around I’d just roll my eyes.
Years later when my father told me Steve had become a rabbi, I thought back to that summer and my ‘older’ friends and thought, “There must be lots of disappointed ladies out there!"