We could spring our grandson from jail if we’d wire a stash of cash. Sounds like a scam? We thought so, too...until he got on the phone
As told to Cindy Scarr by Lynda Greenberg
“Safti?” The voice of my 22-year-old grandson Ezra came through the phone. “I need your help. I’m in big, big trouble!”
And so began a traumatic experience that would leave me and my husband shaken. It’s a long story, but essential for anyone with kids or grandkids overseas to hear.
Our daughter Dena lives just down the street from us. Her Ezra is the eldest of four, and our first grandchild. He made us grandparents when we were 41, and we have adored him ever since. While some grandparents rarely see their grandchildren, because of our close proximity, we are lucky enough to see our grandkids every Shabbos and a couple of times during the week, too. We are very close.
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