“This week we’re reading about the beginning of the 10 plagues against Pharaoh,” says Rabbi Neil Comess-Daniels, standing on the crowded sidewalk outside LAX’s Tom Bradley International Terminal.
The author Sam Keen once told me that James Donaldson was the only person he ever knew who became a social worker because he needed the money. But when Donaldson shaped this city – and changed my life – social work was still in his distant future.