This year I went to Ofra, to the grandkids for the Yom Ha'Atzma'ut dovening and celebrations.
I ended up going home in the middle, getting a really siyate d'Shmaya, Hand of G-d ride with the granddaughter of an honoree who lives near Shiloh... When I got off the tremp, I heard Hatikva from the Shiloh celebrations and then the fireworks began.
And now we're back to normal and Sefirat Haomer.
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