I have been away for 16 days. Were it not for the actions of one man, it may have been much longer before I could be here, writing this, and maybe this writing may not have been possible. On December 3rd I was mugged by a falling tree, at least that is what the eyewitnesses say. My memory of the events begins only much later, when I here the voice of Rabbi Yehoshua Kaganoff telling me not to move, that everything is O.K., that the EMT crew is on the way - as sat holding me, with one arm around...
