The Gift of Forgiveness
My mother asked me to give Mindy my bag of sweets, but I adamantly refused
The Gift of Forgiveness
“Mr. Goldberg, I’m sorry, but you broke our agreement. We cannot have you back anymore”
The Gift of Forgiveness
On one of my last days at the company, I was shocked when Jack approached me and shook my hand
Impressions
One thing, though, was clear: It was Rav Ze’ev’s radiant face and rabbinic dignity that brought that salute again and again
Light Years Away
I’ve stopped thinking about it. They’ll manage. Somehow, something, someone. I don’t know
