A Sanctuary for Sarala 

An Odyssey Begins

Against the dazzling whiteness of Har Hazeisim, the black-hatted, dark-suited visitor stood out, a figure of mourning on a hillside of graves.

It was the third day in a row that Rabbi Chaim Aryeh Zev Ginzberg and his wife Avigail had come to stand by the fresh kever of Sarala, the 17-year-old daughter they’d lost.

As they quietly said Tehillim, the couple became aware that they’d been noticed.

Heading toward them was a figure they didn’t recognize. Nervously, they thought of the hostile residents of the surrounding Ras El-Amud neighborhood.