From the Editor

The good we can do feels like it’s on a sliding scale—from saving a drowning person to handing loose change to a supplicant on the street. But sometimes there are people around us drowning in ways not so obvious, and their signals for assistance may be hardly more than a whispered suggestion for a visit from the other end of a phone line. I’ve been thinking a lot recently about how we extend ourselves to help, partly because of a powerful short documentary I’ve just seen on bikkur cholim—visiting the sick—produced by my friend Vicki Rosenstreich at the Jewish Board of Family and Children Services in New York, and partly because of two conversations I had in Houston about how to reach out to struggling teen girls.

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