Me and the family this last Rosh Hashanah

A beloved member of my extended family passed away recently. He was a good man who — despite his struggles — came out on top as loving, lighthearted and always helpful. He will be forever missed.

News of the death broke that Friday with a call from my sister. She is our family’s Emergency Broadcast System (and it is never a test). I assumed the burial would take place the following Sunday, as is Jewish custom. But the coroner wanted an extra…