Monday, November 12, 2012
Giving A Helping Hand At A Synagogue - Hurricane Sandy
Each day, as I try to play a humble role in helping others here, I see first-hand people from all walks of life banding together to assist those who felt the wrath of the perfect storm.
It is times such as this when we are reminded to the true capability of mankind, and, as demonstrated by our failures and faults, the need to do better. Much better.
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We were amongst a diverse group of New Yorkers - black, white, latino, asian ... Jews, Christians, Muslims, atheist .... doing what New Yorker's do best - mixing together through being part of the human race and simply trying to help those in need. And once again, I was reminded just how special it is to know the true meaning of being a New Yorker: to celebrate our differences and weave them together into the beauty that is the spirit of this magnificent city.
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While at the Synagogue in Park Slope I could not stop thinking of my adopted grandfather, Morton Kohn. He was a great man in every way.