By: Glenn Goldenhorn
I recall how how you loved all the children in and at the Shul. A little tap on the shoulder, but of course you already know. Young " G ", now 13, is set to click off this Rosh Chodesh. The words of the Torah transcend. He reads them in honor of his memory of you. Do me a favor if you will. Give his mother, when you see her, a Mozel Tov for me. May you both flourish brighter and larger than ever.