Interior Day Beacon Hospital. The good weather broke last Saturday. The sky outside was grey and leaden.   “Shalom Tomi”. I said. “Shalom Gerry,” Tomi whispered. We exchanged salutes. We both knew this was our final farewell. Tomi had insisted that he wanted no medical intervention to prolong his life. The next morning, Sunday, May 31, Tomi Reichental slipped away. He was four weeks short of his 91st birthday. After nearly 20 years and thousands of miles together, I have been taking stock all this week of the remarkable man who “had seen all there was to see”. Insights he shared…

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