This story was called in all the way from Tzfas by Mrs. Benjamin. She was walking with her six-year-old granddaughter, Esti,* and they were passing by a store. Esti* said, “Bubby, I really would like a tape dispenser. Can we get it from this store?” Mrs. Benjamin said, “Sure, but I don’t even know if

This story’s been called in by a very, very chashuva yungerman by the name of R’ Binyamin Prater. Not too long ago, he had a baby. Many times, his baby was cranky. He thought to himself, ‘Wouldn’t it be nice if I would have a rocking chair to sit on. I’d be able to rock

This story was called in by Miri* Rosenfeld. She went with a group of her friends to a random park to study for a test. After they were there for a while, they needed a ride back. They called different people, fathers, mothers, relatives, but nobody was able to pick them up. They thought, “Oh,

This story was called in by a Mrs. Mizrachi. She said she was looking all over for her phone. It was very, very important that she find it by the next day as she didn’t know how she would manage without it. She spent a long time checking every place she could think of, combing

This story was called in all the way from Tzfas by Mrs. Benjamin. Her oven isn’t connected to a gas line; it runs on tanks of gas which are delivered by a gas tank company. One Thursday she ran out of gas, and needed a new tank delivered immediately so that she could cook for

This story was called in by a very, very choshuva yungerman by the name of R’ Yehoshua Wax. He had applied to a sleep-away camp for one of his children and was told that in order for them to reserve a slot, he had to pay the entire camp tuition up front, $2,000. “They want

This story was called in by a very, very choshuva yungerman, Rabbi Gross. He had an eye doctor’s appointment for his son and the office was about an hour’s drive away. They set out early enough, but then they ran into very heavy bumper-tobumper traffic. The clock was ticking, the traffic wasn’t moving, and saw