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Allen's Story

My cousin Allen Staller who has become a paraplegic in August 2005. He was wadding in the Atlantic Ocean down at Atlantic City. It was his first vacation in years. Little did he know that it would be his last?
The under toe was strong that day, there was a storm further down the cost. He was hit by a small wave that knock him down, while he tried to get up a stronger and larger wave hit him knocking him down again. It would be that last time he would get to his feet. For those who are around the Philadelphia area, he is now in Moss Rehabilitation center trying to get his upper body movement back aging so he could at least feed himself and get around in a wheelchair. He is doing better but has a long and expensive way to go. In the future I would like to add a link for tax free donation not just for him but for all people with spaniel injuries.
Please be careful when you or your love one's go into rough waters, I would not like to see any person or family go through what Allen is going through now just because of a wave.

The story as Allen tells it

I was injured in an accident on August 2, 2005. While at the shore in Atlantic City, I was hit by a wave from behind as I stood knee deep in the ocean water. The impact of a second wave flipped me and threw me to the bottom where I hit the bridge of his nose.

On impact I was immediately paralyzed while face down in the water. A nearby man pulled me out of the water which saved me from drowning. On Sunday. August 7, I went into respiratory difficulty as well as full paralysis due to swelling around the spinal cord. An emergency tracheotomy was done bedside, and I was placed on a respirator.


My brother had me transferred to Jefferson University Medical center from the Atlantic City Hospital on August 8, 2005. After an immediate MRI, the diagnosis of torn anterior ligaments between C4 and CS with a partial subjugation (dislocation) of the spinal cord was made. The next day I was taken into surgery where a surgical tracheotomy and posterior fusion of the cord was completed. The following week the fusion was again done, this time from the anterior area. I remained at Jefferson Hospital i9n Philadelphia for approximately 8 weeks before being transferred to Magee Rehabilitation. After a few days there I was rushed back to Jefferson with a urinary tract infection and pneumonia. I remained at Jefferson for approximately 3 more weeks. as his bed at Magee was utilized for someone else after 2 weeks had passed.

In Early December, I again went to Magee Rehabilitation for therapy. I remained there until late January when his insurance would no longer cover it due to the lack of progress being made by me. In December an application for Inglis House was submitted. This is a long term care facility which specializes in wheelchair bound individuals. There they train the people to make the most use they can of their limbs. as well as give intensive therapy to help them regain as much use of their extremities as is possible. This enables them to become functioning individuals whenever possible. Unfortunately the waiting list for this facility is 12 to 15 months long.

Since I could not get in at this time, the social worker at Magee found placement at Andorra Woods Healthcare Facility. They have done their best with me to their ability but they do not have the technical expertise or physical facilities to help me. It is a nursing home not a Rehabilitation facility.

In conclusion

This is the plight of many people who become paraplegic. There is no help for them even with insurance. Steam cell may help them in the future but they need help now! My cousin was a healthy strong 54 year old man, now he lives in pain every day of his life. He depends upon others strangers to help him do everything but this does not have to be.
Herb A Krantz
Help him and others give to the Christopher Reeves Foundation.
http://www.christopherreeve.org/site/c.geIMLPOpGjF/b.1466451/k.1A41/Dana_Reeve_Passes_Away_at_Age_44.htm

P.S. As this is being written my cousin Allen was rushed to the Hospital again for the fifth time with a height fever of 102. He has another infection in his body form just laying around.

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Alan staller Died on June 24, 2006 almost a year after his accident.
Her fought the good fight but gave up in the end. This was his wish no longer to go thought the pain he lived with every day. The infection that would ravish his body ever few months because no one was working with him and giving him the physical therapy he needed.
I have tried to go to Senator’s and other political entities and agencies just to be told sorry there is no help. If Alan had money or political clout there would have been plenty of help.
Alan leaves behind a lot of friends, 1 son, brother, sister, cousins, aunts, uncles who love him and will miss his humor, and smile.
Alan had a hard life but made the best of it.
Me Herb Krantz I will miss Alan a lot and I am sorry Alan that I could accomplish what I set out to do for you.

We all love you and will miss you dearly.
Rest in peace dear Alan.

If you are tired of the way people who are paralyzed get treated by our medical and government agencies. If you believe in Stem cell reach could help the people like Alan and Christopher Reeve’s. Let stand up for the people who can’t stand for themselves. Give to Christopher Reeve’s foundation. Link below.
http://www.christopherreeve.org

Let’s get a movement started to help people who really can’t help themselves. If you agree call me at 215 -283-9655
or sent a letter to
Herb Krantz
P.O. Box 608
Dresher Pa 19025

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A Marriage of Pain,The Tragedy of Spousal Abuse

The night that should have ended my marriage, but didn't, was a mid-winter night about six months after my wedding, during my senior year in college. I don't remember why my husband and I started arguing, or when the fight escalated. I do remember getting thrown against the wall repeatedly, punched in the arms and torso, then slapped to the floor, my glasses shattering. This continued for a while until my husband went to bed. I didn't know how to respond to getting beaten up by my husband for the first time. I put on my coat and boots and trudged out into the snowstorm. I made my way to a phone booth and dialed information. When I asked for the number to a women's hotline, the operator asked if I had been raped. Lacking the vocabulary to even describe what had happened, I said "no." The operator responded that the only number he had was a rape hotline and he hung up. I went home and crawled into bed.The night that did end my marriage wasn't particularly violent by comparison. After more than two years of being beaten up semi-regularly, of covering bruises, lying to my co-workers, and being distanced from my family and friends, I came to my senses through three simple realizations in one night. First, I found myself lying to my husband to placate him, telling him that I was on the phone with his mother rather than my grandfather. How wrong, I realized, to have to lie about a simple phone call to my grandfather. Later that evening, my husband slammed on the car brakes seconds before crashing through the garage door. Our infant daughter, strapped tightly into her car seat, was jolted and began crying. I was shocked to realize that my husband's anger towards me knew no bounds and that he might harm this innocent little baby he claimed to cherish. Lastly, as our heated argument continued up the stairs and down the hall of my parents' house, my mother asked us to lower our voices. I watched in horror as my husband tried to push my mother aside. For the first time, I turned on him. "How dare you," I said, "slam a door on my mother in her own home?" Late that night I stared at him sleeping peacefully despite all that had happened and knew that I had to leave him.I am often asked why I stayed in an abusive relationship for so long. The sad part is that statistically speaking, I left several years earlier and with fewer children than most Jewish women in the same situation. The misconception is that educated, intelligent women would never stay in such a relationship. But the truth is different. I am college educated, I come from a loving family, and I have and had a strong network of friends. My husband and I were high school sweethearts, dating for five years before we married. Our friends, centered in our Jewish youth group, recognized us as a unit. It was hard to walk away from that, even though we should have separated after high school. In hindsight, there were signs of his violent behavior even then, but he always had a convincing excuse for losing his temper, and I idealistically believed his promises that he would change. I was also reluctant to let go of someone who claimed to love me. The diary I kept back then reveals my attempts to rationalize his behavior. In many ways, it was easier to have an excuse to be in the relationship than to admit that I was being abused by my own husband. Typical entries include statements like these: "He may not be perfect, but who says anyone more perfect is out there?" "Isn't the point of marriage to bring two very different viewpoints together?" I also believed what he had told me over many years: that my parents were "messed up" and didn't know what I needed in life, and that he just needed an equal chance to succeed in life.There was also tremendous pressure to make a marriage work. In my community, shalom bayit, making peace in the home, was of utmost importance. I can't imagine that anyone would have suggested that I remain in an abusive relationship, but, young and naïve as I was, I kept telling myself that if I were just more patient, more loving, more this or more that, then we could have the shalom bayit I so desperately wanted. As I lit candles every Friday night I would pray that I would be worthy of having a "faithful Jewish home." Divorce seemed unthinkable, a rejection of the family values I lived by, as well as an admission of failure.Fortunately I had friends who noticed, who pulled me aside and said, "I don't like the way he talks to you." Colleagues who saw the bruises and didn't buy my excuses. I also had the good fortune to befriend someone who is a social worker. At the time she was working with victims of domestic violence. One night when our husbands were out, she slipped me the business card of a colleague. I denied needing it, but tucked the card away where my husband wouldn't find it. Six months later I called the number on the card. My parents supported me, emotionally and financially, as I finally broke away from my "high school sweetheart" and came into my own as a single mother, working and going to school. Countless friends babysat, listened to my tears, and stood by me in every way. Unfortunately, others believed my husband's tales and shunned me as a crazy woman who broke up a happy home. Too many didn't want to believe it, insisting that "it must be a misunderstanding" or "he's not that kind of guy" or even "he just needs more exercise to release his energy and frustrations." For too long I had listened to those unhelpful remarks, but once I had faced the truth, I couldn't go back to that kind of wishful thinking. My husband was abusive, and there was nothing I did to cause it and nothing I could have done to prevent it. For my sake, for my daughter's sake, I just needed to leave.Today my daughter and I live in a different state from my ex-husband, happily settled into our life with my second husband and three more children. Thankfully, my daughter has no recollection of the horrors that her father committed, and is surrounded daily by healthy, loving, supportive relationships. However, she is gradually sensing her father's uncontrollable rage and she too is learning to appease him or pay a price. When I divorced more than ten years ago, the state where we lived would only take away a man's right to be with his child unsupervised if there was concrete evidence that he had abused the child as well as the mother. Since I had no formal evidence that he was a threat to her -- no medical records, no 911 calls, no photographs, no proof that he had ever abused her - I had no legal option but to let her spend long, unsupervised visits with her father. My daughter asks difficult questions about why we divorced and if I hate her father. For now I lie, but it is only a matter of time until she learns the truth about our marriage. I only hope that through education and awareness activities, girls of her generation will know how to recognize the warning signs and behavior patterns involved, and be able to avoid the trap of abusive relationships that are so common today.I pray my daughters will find men who respect them and their individual identities. Men who will live by the words they recite under the chupah, the marriage canopy, "harei at mekudeshet li" "Behold you are holy to me." For that is what marriage is supposed to be about. And that is what every woman deserves.
- M.K. lives in California with her husband and four children.

Commentary By Herb Krantz

I could never understand why woman stay with men like this. Talking to a very close friend of mine I now can see how a person can grab full controll over someone else especialy with fear.
The thing that grabs my ass is that there are so many of use nice guys outthere and no one gives us a second look. I was brought up to respect woman and family. Hitting a woman was not heard of. You as woman should not except this type of behavior. Not even once

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GOOD MORNING! We just finished celebrating Shavuos and the giving of the Torah to the Jewish people. For the past several thousand years the vast majority of Jews - and the majority of the world's non-Jewish population - believed that God gave the Torah to the Jewish people on Mt. Sinai 3,318 years ago. Almost the totality of Jews during this time believed that God dictated the Torah to Moshe who wrote it down word for word, letter for letter. This means that what is written in the Torah is precise and meant to convey a specific meaning.
The Torah is an instruction book for life. We study it and the commentaries, particularly the Mishna and Gemara, to understand those lessons. Though we read the portion from Yisro in the Book of Exodus about the giving of the Ten Commandments, the giving of the Ten Commandments is also told in the portion of Va'etchanan in the Book of Deuteronomy. It is fascinating to note that there are many differences in the wording of the Ten Commandments in the two sections. Sloppy editor? Not if you believe that God dictated the Torah and that Moses wrote it down exactly word for word, letter for letter. So, what can we learn from these differences?
The following compares the differences regarding the Commandment of Shabbat. It is adapted from a piece originally written by my friend and Aish colleague, Rabbi Shraga Simmons. Note the differences in the two sections which I have CAPITALIZED.
Q & A: WHAT CAN WE LEARN FROM DIFFERENCE IN THE TEN COMMANDMENTS REGARDING SHABBAT?
In the Book of Exodus (chapter 20, verse 9) the Commandment is stated:
"REMEMBER the Day of Shabbat to sanctify it. Six days you should work, and do all of your craftsman-type-work. And the Seventh Day, should be a Shabbat to the Almighty your God, you should not do any craftsman-type-work you, your son, your daughter, your servant, your maidservant, YOUR ANIMAL, or your convert that is in your gates. BECAUSE SIX DAYS THE ALMIGHTY CREATED THE HEAVENS AND EARTH, SEA AND ALL THAT IS IN IT, AND HE RESTED ON THE SEVENTH DAY, therefore the ALMIGHTY BLESSED THE SHABBAT AND MADE IT HOLY."
In the Book of Deuteronomy (chapter 5, verse 12) the Commandment is stated:
"OBSERVE the Day of Shabbat to sanctify it, LIKE THAT THE ALMIGHTY YOUR GOD COMMANDED YOU. Six days you should word and do all of your craftsman-type work. And the Seventh Day, should be a Shabbat to the Almighty your God. You should not do any craftsman-type-work you, your son, your daughter, your servant, your maidservant, YOUR OX, YOUR DONKEY, AND ALL YOUR ANIMALS, and your convert that is in your gates, FOR THE SAKE THAT HE SHOULD REST YOUR SERVANT AND HAND MAID LIKE YOU. YOU SHOULD REMEMBER BECAUSE YOU WERE SLAVES IN EGYPT, AND THE ALMIGHTY YOUR GoD TOOK YOU OUT FROM THERE WITH A STRONG HAND AND OUTSTRETCHED ARM, THEREFORE, THE ALMIGHTY YOUR GOD COMMANDED YOU TO DO THE DAY OF SHABBAT."
Here are explanations of two differences:
(1) "REMEMBER" vs. "OBSERVE"
The commandment to REMEMBER means that one should remember Shabbat throughout the week. Buying something special for Shabbat can fulfill this commandment. Also, the Song of the Day, which is part of the morning service, also fulfills this commandment seeing that its introduction always mentions Shabbat. Even merely reciting the day of the week in Hebrew can fulfill this commandment since the name of the days in Hebrew are "First Day", "Second Day", "Third Day" ... as they count towards the Shabbat!
The mitzvah of REMEMBERING also includes the positive commandments of the day - to make Kiddush, have special meals. The word "OBSERVE" means to not transgress the prohibitions forbidden on the Sabbath - i.e., lighting a fire. (There are 39 Categories of Creative Acts which one refrains on Shabbat.)
(2) "THE ALMIGHTY CREATED" vs. "YOU WERE SLAVES IN EGYPT"
The Torah tells us in Exodus that we should keep Shabbat as a testimony to God's creation of the world. In Deuteronomy it says we should keep Shabbat because God took us out from Egypt.
If a person were to keep Shabbat only because God created the world, he would miss an important point - that God didn't merely create the world and step out of the picture. God has a personal relationship with every human being and constantly involves Himself with the world that He created.
Keeping Shabbat because God took us out of Egypt, is testimony that God is involved in our lives. That is because God stated, "I took you out of Egypt to be your God" (Numbers 15:41). In other words, "I TOOK YOU OUT OF EGYPT on condition that we should have a relationship. You will be My nation and I will BE YOUR GOD." God not only created the world, but has a living relationship with us.
If you are interested in learning more about Shabbat, read "Sabbath Day of Eternity," by Aryeh Kaplan (published by Moznaim.) If you are interested in the evidence that God dictated the Torah to Moses who faithfully transcribed it, read Permission to Receive by Lawrence Kelemen (you might as well order Permission to Believe by Kelemen, too. It gives the evidence for God's existence.) Available at your local Jewish bookstore, at judaicaenterprises.com or by calling toll-free to 877-758-3242.

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