Short story of Sambusky Cemetery

Before moving to a new place, take care to be sure that you can find enough stories to read and write.

Jerusalem is, obviously, such a place. Today, I had the pleasure to read the sad story of Sambusky Cemetery. I promise that, one day, I will start writing about all the Jewish cemeteries of my life. Many are full of the hope of green. Many others, especially in the lonely corners of Eastern Europe, they are neglected and half destroyed. Nobody is there any more to take care of them. I must confess I did not expect such situation in Jerusalem, but you never need to consider Jerusalem as a perfect city. It is only the city.