My journey to rabbinical school began with a meaningful conversation with my mentor, Rabbi Educator Vicki L. Tuckman, zichrona livracha.
After a great day working alongside Vicki at URJ Camp Harlam, a Jewish summer camp in Kunkletown, Pa., we found ourselves sitting on her cabin porch around midnight as the stars rose over the Mahoning Valley.
I still remember her exact words: “You’re going to be a rabbi — you just don’t know it yet.”
I laughed it off; a well-intentioned but incorrect prediction, I thought.
Eight years later, as I wrap up my fourth year of rabbinical school, it would seem an “I told you so” may be in order.