Glenn and I, and hopefully everyone who reads this, extends condolences to Joe Quesada on the passing of his father after a long illness.
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Glenn and I, and hopefully everyone who reads this, extends condolences to Joe Quesada on the passing of his father after a long illness.
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I believe I speak for all of Peter’s readers when I say we’re all very sorry about your loss, and hope that you and your family are doing well during this hard time.
My thoughts and prayers are with them as well. My mother-in-law passed away this Thursday from cancer.
Yisgadal v’yisgadash shmay rabah….
What does that mean, Jay?
My condolences go out to the entire Quesada family. And Joe, thanks for coming to Klaus Janson’s storytelling class at S.V.A. years ago. It was fun having you there.
My deepest sympathies as well.
luigi, its the opening words from the mourner’s kaddish, in Judaism, its said by a child for a year after their parents death, and after that year its only said on the yartzeit or anniversary of the death.
Our prayers will be with him, his family, and his friends.
Chris
Thank you Baron. A better explanation than I could’ve remembered. In fact, since i no longer practice, I can’t recall the rest without it in front of me. But I sypmathize, and I hope that Joe’s father is out of pain and in relief now.
np Jay. its always been an interesting prayer to me (as a student of judaism)
I too hope only good things for Joe Q and his family, in rememberance of the late Mr. Quesada.
Oh man… my own granddad is at the verge of dying, so I can well imagine how Joe Quesada must feel. Best wishes to Joe and his family…
It’s Hebrew. From the Mourner’s Kaddish. Jay actually wrote the Orthadox version of it. The “traditional” version goes:
Yeetgadal v’ yeetkadash sh’mey rabbah.
May His great Name grow exalted and sanctified.
I’m a cohain. Not according to my almost “fundamentalist orthodox” brother but his opinion doesn’t fly with me. Nu? the words, the pronunciation aren’t important. The sentiment is. And we all feel for Joe and his family in their time of loss.
It’s the love.
It’s the love we have to remember, when someone we care very much about is taken from us. Because as treacly as it may sound, that love is what guarantees that that person or persons are never truly lost to us, so long as we keep them in our hearts.
I’m sure Joe knows this, but it always bears repeating.
My condolences to Quesada and his family.