Family is the glue that bonds society and civilizes humans and confers us meaning. We remember so as not to forget. Two important thoughts. Last night, before the holiday of Shemini Atzeret, Jews lit Yizkor (lit: “to remember” in Hebrew) candles to remember those beloved family members no longer present in this world; this happens four times a year. Memory and the ritual of remembering helps to draw those further away closer. This photo encapsulates the values, the virtues if you will, of memory, of nearness and of family. My two beautiful boys at my father's grave-site in Montreal (the Baron de Hirsch Cemetery), which we visited in August. His name is written in Hebrew: Ephraim ben Yaacov.