In just a few days, the siren will sound.

Yom Hazikaron.

We all stand in silence together, for each of us knows someone….

A neighbor, a friend’s cousin, maybe that first boyfriend, or just another face on the bus…

Each of us knows someone, at the very least of someone, who should be standing here as well, but is gone.

Gone to the wars and the terror that have been our too sad lot, for all too long.

But for those of us whose loss is much closer to the flesh and bone and heart—we stand too alone—with only the fragile memories of our child or spouse or parent—feeling crushed as we listen yet again to the siren’s bitter reminder of our pain. Remember with us…