Let my people go.
A very serious, devout rabbi that I knew, Marty Feldman, who was the director of Hillel at Northeastern University in Boston, confided to me that no matter how much he prayed or no matter what he imagined or how much he studied, that Moses still looked liked Charlton Heston to him.
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News and commentary by Fred Owens in LaConner, a small town in the Skagit Valley. The story behind the name: There was once a grocery store in a quonset hut, run by Mr. Grobschmidt. Clyde, an old drunk who lived out on the river, thought that Mr. Grobschmidt looked like a frog, so he took to calling the store the "Frog Hospital." Now the quonset hut, Mr. Grobschmidt, and Clyde are all gone -- only this blog survives to carry on the Frog Hospital tradition.
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