Nisan 11 - Sun, April 5 2020
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It is December 28, 2004, 7:30 AM. I do not know that today I am going to meet a person who will change my life. 3 hours later, at 10:30 AM I am at Chabad's Camp for children with special needs. I walk up to my volunteer. I ask him his name, and when I see his eyes, I felt as if I’d known him since I was 2 days old. He said his name was Andrew Ackner and that he was 14. My mom left and we boarded the buses. We had a grand day at The Fridge. We became friends the next day. Since then I have looked up to Andrew as a big brother. He is also a role model, a brave person, and a lover of sweets and the University of Michigan, and most of all, a good friend. Every once in a while we have a very tiny fight, but we get over it. He has two dogs, Sugar and Spice. His mom and dad are divorced, as are mine. His Mom’s name is Doreen Ackner. They are very nice and have been kind to me for over a year. Overall, Andrew is like the older brother I never had.

Maxwell Granitz

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