Yesterday morning I suddenly realized that we were too close to the bottom of the milk bottle. As part of my exercise routine, I went down to the grocers, hoping they'd be open for just a short time at least. But since it was Independence Day, it was closed.
This morning I asked my husband to find someone to ask to buy us milk, and he did. The milk has already been delivered. Thank G-d for neighbors.
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Shalom!
Is there any other place in the world where people frequently call the grocery store and the cashier calls out to the shoppers, "Is there anyone here from the --- neighborhood? Someone needs a few things."?
Before the store opened in K'far Darom we used to call the store in Katif and ask if a neighbor was there. Talk about service!
Community, family all in one. Baruch Hashem, bli eyin haraa.
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