A bride contacted me a few months ago about officiating a small interfaith wedding ceremony in Prospect Park, Brooklyn, Labor Day weekend. The couple had been together 10 years, engaged one year. All their family and friends were asking “so what is taking you so long?” The time was right and I met with them in my apartment to plan the service. The groom was Jamaican and the bride Russian Jewish. The groom was open to an almost entirely Jewish wedding ceremony.
They lived and played in Brooklyn and loved the park. I went there a few weeks ago before the wedding to look at the site in the park they had picked. A small clearing overlooking the lake. Private and quiet. The rules of the park were you could have no more than 25 people in attendance and so it was an intimate group.
The hand-held chupah and doing it open air were throwbacks to the traditional Jewish weddings in Europe many centuries ago. The groom’s sister read the Sheckyanu prayer transliterated and it was wonderful to see this slight black woman repeating the Hebrew. All their friends representing many nations and races participated in the Sheva Brachot. The feeling at that service was one of warmth, inclusiveness and joy for the couple. Life in this twenty first century should only be this wonderful.
Afterward at the reception in a Williamsburg restaurant overlooking the Manhattan skyline I spent time getting to know their friends and family: a former correction officer at Rikers Island now working as an extra in the movies, a Burmese woman who is a resident in internal medicine at a hospital in Brooklyn, and the photographer, a lively black woman Michelle Etwaroo was talented and user friendly to the couple and me. And she was funny! Instead of saying cheese for the posing she said Mazel Tov! Check out her website, www.MichelleEtwaroo.com when you get a chance.
I can only say that I returned home filled with gratitude that I could participate in the best New York can be in the vibrancy and wonder of all peoples joining together.