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Here it was, Sunday evening, the fourteenth day of the month Tishrei, the last opportunity slipping away, minute by minute, to perform the mitzvah of blessing the new moon, and there is a thick cloud cover over the city.
Panic, or near-panic, among the strictly observants Jews, and certainly among the Chasidim of Williamsburg and Crown Heights. But not among the followers of the Bobover Rebbe, Rabbi Shlomo Halberstam. He and some of them were far above...