Waiting for the Pictures
A few weeks ago, we celebrated our granddaughter Sarit’s bat mitzvah. It was a wonderful simcha. Sarit delivered a beautiful dvar Torah that focused on a mishnah in Pirkei Avot that she had studied with me. There was dancing, good food, and a lot of family in attendance to mark the occasion.
Of course, there was also a photographer to capture the moment.
And with the technology available today, the photos being taken were immediately projected onto a large screen, allowing guests to see them almost in real time.
What a difference from just a couple of decades ago, when one had to wait weeks—sometimes even months—to see the photographs from a simcha.
There was a time—not so very long ago—when taking a photograph required patience.
Before phones became cameras that live in our pockets, we carried actual cameras. They had weight to them, a small satisfying feature. You opened the back, carefully slid in a roll of film, threaded it across the take-up spool, and hoped you had done it right.
Then you closed the camera and began counting: 24 exposures,........
