They’d never have a real wedding, true, but their parents made sure they’d have a chuppah
There were lightbulbs strung across courtyards, and huge banners emblazoned with the words, “T’nu kavod laTorah” hanging from the surrounding buildings.
But this was no ordinary hachnassas sefer Torah.
There were two sifrei Torah topped by two silver crowns, two embroidered chuppah canopies, two scrolls wrapped in velvet and embossed with gold lettering, a memorial for two beautiful children, a 14-year-old and a 12-year-old, with blond hair and twinkling eyes, whose lives had been snuffed out in Meron.
Moshe Nossen and Yehoshua Englard.
Soft music played as the final letters of the sifrei Torah were written inside the home where the boys had been raised.
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