“Someone called me on Lag B’omer morning — I have no idea how she got my phone number — but she asked if she could come here to rest,” remembers Bracha Bolton, who has lived in Meron for over ten years. “Of course, I told her she could come, and I offered to pick her up from the grocery store. When I got there, I saw another woman who also asked if she could come. I was happy to help, and the two women came and rested in our bedroom.