Just about everything — from the time he left the Mirrer Yeshivah until he married our mother — was wrapped in layers of secrecy
Here’s the truth: I’m not a parenting expert. I’m just a parent “Oh, you would be a good person to ask!” I was sitting at a seudah, juggling the demands of my children, when my cousin spoke up. I froze. History has proven that in most cases, I am not a good person to
Somehow, he always knew what to say, just what I needed to hear at that moment to make my worries or pain disappear
And then I got a call from the boss. “Why did you go behind my back and get the previous employee’s phone number?”
“I saw how girls and women gravitate to practical halachah; they want to know what they need to do”
My grandmother was firm. “They’re for you. We always wanted you to have them”
