Kyiv Diary 5/9/22: Ukrainian Families Torn Apart
I wonder how many enterprises will never recover. I also think about the businesses that will survive the war, and how they will be changed.
I wonder how many enterprises will never recover. I also think about the businesses that will survive the war, and how they will be changed.
People don’t want to wait any longer to rebuild their towns, join their families, resume their old jobs or start new ones—and all this while mourning the innocent Ukrainian lives lost.
I learned that people were waiting to enter the Central Post Office, which is a block away from my place, to buy a special postage stamp.
The atrocities committed by the Russians, who attacked not only people but also animals, are beyond comprehension.
This Passover, I attended a seder at Kyiv’s Central Brodsky Synagogue.
I wish more prominent world leaders would not only visit Ukraine but also become harsher and more decisive in their attempts to stop all the war monstrosities.
The story of Passover is about freedom and sacrifices made on the road to liberation, and this year it seems more relevant than ever. It might as well be about Ukraine.
When I met Moshe Azman, he identified himself not only as the rabbi of Kyiv’s central synagogue, but also as the Chief Rabbi of Ukraine.
We can’t get over the shock that the Russian army keeps destroying the lives and homes of peaceful Ukrainians, burning Ukrainian cities and towns to the ground.
In my last dispatch, when I tried to find out how Kyiv’s Brodsky Synagogue is faring during the war, I was rebuffed by armed guards. Nevertheless, now feeling myself on a mission, I went to the synagogue once again last Friday.