I was talented and strong. I could teach, lecture, sing, dance and play guitar. Within two years I watched that all slip away. I have ALS and my muscles lost their functionality.
When Rabbi Amman was left alone burying a man he never met in a cemetery in Staten Island, he never imagined how much divine intervention was really at play.
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