Walter Sobchak described his Sabbath observance in the Coen brothers' classic The Big Lebowski by saying, "I don't roll on Shabbos." I'm not much of a bowler, but I don't roll on Shabbos, either, and neither do I fly. This became a problem on Friday afternoon when trying to return home from meetings in Boston for Shabbat with my family. The captain announced over the loudspeaker: "Ladies and gentlemen, there are funnel clouds in D.C. The airports will not open until 9 p.m." Uh oh. Shabbat was starting a little after 8, and even though I had made it to the airport in plenty of time, with a flight scheduled to land a full two hours before sundown, the prospects for making Shabbat at home disappeared in that moment.
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