Miracles of Creation: Blessings in Disguise

When I was three years old, I underwent adenoid surgery; my mother Z”L told me I squirmed so much that it took two nurses to hold me still as the scalpel went up into my nose, all I remember (yes, these experiences are indelible!), is a white enameled basin full of my...

Mon nez

Souvent je dis que ma vie est en deux parties : la belle ascension d’un enfant doué jusqu’à l’âge de six ans, puis à partir de là une chute lente, inéluctable. A six ans, j’étais un garçon éveillé, résolu, et animé d’une insatiable...