On that snowy night, I made my way from Flatbush to Boro Park on foot, looking for that scene holding a story. On 14th Avenue, at around 8 p.m., I found it
It’s implanted in us by our patriarchs – the capacity to sacrifice our most precious possessions in service of our ideals. Throughout our history we’ve seen that superhuman ability again and again, as great and simple Jews alike demonstrate their true mettle. Only someone who lives for a higher purpose can forgo comfort, security, life itself, to fulfill the desire of He who gives us life.
What does sacrifice look like to you?
Hasidim in USA
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hy was I trudging through Boro Park during a fierce snowstorm in the dark of the night?
I live in Queens. I have a good job running a business. I’m not chassidish.
But on this night, like so many others, I was trekking through the streets of Boro Park with my DSLR camera, attempting to capture yet another scene of chassidish America in the 21st century.
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