the pull of family, the constancy of hope, the power of prayer, and the immortality of the soul.
“We’re launching a new series in the magazine this week,” I told a friend.
“Oh, those first-person true stories, like the Hatzolah guy and the ER doctor? I like those. I think everyone does,” she said.
“I think so, I hope so,” I said. “This one is about a hospice rabbi.”
She was quiet for a bit too long. “Why?” she finally said.
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