ברינע בת ר´ יהודה ליב הכהן

Tonight marks the start of the 30th anniversary of the yahrzeit for my late mother. The intervening years since her death may have dulled the pain, but the memories of her passing and her last few days of life seem fresh and sharp. I’m probably deluding myself on that last point. Nevertheless, it at least brings me some comfort.

My mother sacrificed everything for her sons, and my brother and I could never repay that debt in her tragically short life. She also taught us, by example, much about the right way to behave. Whatever good deeds we might do during our lives owes much to that inspirational leadership and is to her eternal credit.