rebbe lit the
medurah, and everybody burst into singing and dancing. I m sobbing now, remembering those last happy moments.
After 20 minutes or so, I heard them calling Hatzalah! That’s a regular occurrence in this crowded space, and after a moment the music and signing and dancing resumed. But then it was Hatzalah! again, directing Hatzalah to the exact place where they were needed. Now I was curious, but I was also hungry, and went to eat something. I came back half an hour later. only to find that they were already counting bodies, 15 by then, and more by the moment.