Fork in the Road
One should never delay a burial, but my father’s wishes had been clear T he hurricane struck, and we felt paralyzed. Only days earlier, we’d spent an incredibly emotional Rosh Hashanah at my parents’ home, gathered around my father’s hospice bed. He had mustered up the strength to come to one of the Yom Tov
Michal Frischman
Fork in the Road
One should never delay a burial, but my father’s wishes had been clear T he hurricane struck, and we felt paralyzed. Only days earlier, we’d spent an incredibly emotional Rosh Hashanah at my parents’ home, gathered around my father’s hospice bed. He had mustered up the strength to come to one of the Yom Tov
Rivki Rabinowitz