A Man with a Cane
Daniel Malkin, my brother-in-law, was a brilliant cellist with a big warm heart. He was diagnosed with melanoma at the age of thirty-three. I was unusually blessed to spend his last months with him, helping out with his young family, who were going through a very difficult time.
While living his last tragic days, the kind of faith and courage he showed was remarkable. It remains with me as a beautiful example of human strength and love. By then he had to use a cane, which I felt was a symbol of his faith and peaceful acceptance. He knew how to graciously depend on divine power, without despairing of his own human frailty.