I am hovering along a rocky coastlike with a friend, occasionally touching down on the stones with bare feet. We are searching for the cottage where my family will converge for the holidays. When I arrive I see an empty desk and a rotary telephone. An uncle calls to verify that the next five Saturdays will be considered Sabbaths by the God of the Israelites. I reply that, despite the fact that one is Christmas eve day and the other is New Year's Eve days, I believe they will be observed.