Ad She'tagia Li'mekomo

I recently received an email from Steve O'Brien who had been told by a friend that I'd mentioned him in my post about the plane that safely landed on the Hudson River. Steve shared with me how his faith in G-d (and his need to write about it) has increased since he survived that crash. He also told me that he knows that a lot of people don't want to hear it, but it's part of his story, part of him. I was saddened today when a colleague told me that he feels that this kind of faith passes quickly/isn't real and that even if it was real it wouldn't inspire/resonate for our students (I was thinking about having Steve speak in the school I work in) and and and. I am touched and impressed by Steve, and I am honored that he has shared some of himself with me (and granted me permission to share it with you) (more to follow, please G-d).

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Laguardia to Weehawken (or from Grave to Save)

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15 Days after the new year

Queens to the Queen City in cold NY clear

Flying in the sky with grey birds that day

From the Great White North-they got in the way

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Broiled Canadians stink up the cabin

Lookin' down, we're over Manhattan

Brace for impact, Sully did calmly deliver

We're takin' this airbus into the river

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Back in New York from my home in the south

This is not reality comes from my mouth

Thoughts of loved ones without me and hard times ahead

When I woke up this morning, didn't expect to be dead

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Big Tin can bounces along the waves

We are still in this world, not icy Hudson graves

Presence of G-d, open doors, sun and water

A dip off Hells Kitchen with somebody's daughter

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Shivering in the life raft, cut the line, Jerseys fine,

Ferryman comes- to save souls this time

155 hearts another day will beat

Miracle on the Hudson now life is so sweet

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- Steve O'Brien