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Through it all my father remembered his promise, what he’d taken upon himself on that long ago night of mourning on a hilltop

“Hi,” I said, “you know, we give out food. What’s your name? Are you Jewish?”

To utilize time wisely and avoid wasting time, one must have a schedule, or as my mother called it, a “tochnit”

My zeidy, Reb Yehoshua Tzvi Hershkowitz, founded the very first Tomchei Shabbos more than 40 years ago

Somewhat rusted but totally functional, the shovels found their meaning in assisting in kevuras Yisrael

I felt love for my family, and I was always aware that they loved me. The words, however, were never spoken