On Sunday, June 12, I sat for over two hours at my son’s high school graduation, listening to speech after speech. And it did not

I recall a very special, although at the time nerve-wracking, interaction I had with Rabbi Lamm, zt”l. I was the gabbai of the Rubin Shul

“Good morning. Is this Ryan? I’m calling from the bone marrow registry. You are a match!” I was sitting in my office in Chai Lifeline’s