A lot of the lead-up to this year's Yom HaShoah, Holocaust Memorial Day, focused on the siren and making sure that as many people as possible knew it was going to happen and that this particular siren was not a "go to a safe room" siren (although Percy was a well-trained boy and trotted right over to the stairs, which made me get a little more weepy than I already was).
I spent my day with my usual Tuesday schedule, which means being a private nurse for a Holocaust survivor. Her family was saved by receiving transit papers from Japanese diplomat Chinue Sugihara. Here is part of her family's visa:
And, finally, something to think about by Rav Yisrael Meir Lau, himself a Holocaust surivor:
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