A Topsy-Turvy Purim
I remember Purim
last year, when we all sat in shul listening to the
Megillah. No one thought about “social distancing” as we broke our
fast together in packed social halls. The term hadn’t been invented.. Those successive
urgent email messages from the Agudath Israel hadn’t begun yet either. And
masks and gloves were still primarily worn by doctors and nurses. But before
too long, the world as we knew it had completely changed, and we started to
wonder when it would ever be the same again. Remarkably, our lives began to
transform in good ways, too. We became more focused on davening, and our