“Tzur Yisrael…” the voice continues, emitting almost-visible sound waves. “Kumah!” is uttered in something like a roar
The ethereal visuals are accompanied by a distinct soundtrack. As vasikin approaches, the subdued hum of the numerous minyanim around the plaza becomes more audible.
How these disparate gatherings will converge at one point is anyone’s guess.
At 30 seconds to H hour, the answer becomes clear.
“Tehi-lo-o-o-ois!” a Yerushalmi-accented voice of stentorian, bullhorn power rings out over the plaza, enunciating each word at length. It’s coming from Rav Druk’s minyan, a Kosel institution since 1967, famous both for its speed and the maggid shiur who bequeathed its name.
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