On my walk to the Agudath of Highland Park/Edison a few days after the recent blizzard in New Jersey, the kind the Northeast hasn’t seen since the late 90s, everything was blanketed in snow. The world felt quieter, slower, heavier.

The town had instructed everyone to shovel. Businesses were responsible for their storefronts, and homeowners cleared their steps. At some intersections, there was barely enough room for one person to squeeze through. Walking required strategy, balance, and a good pair of boots.

At one particularly impassable patch, there were two massive boot prints stamped deep into the snow. One person, equipped with serious winter footwear, had decided, “I’m going through.” He or she stepped once, then again, and somehow made it across.

Days later, those two impressions........

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