My brother, Jim, sent me a photograph of his first grandchild, Mila, last Easter, and in moments of discouragement I have frequently looked at it and found myself smiling. By the time my youngest nephew, Mitchell, got married, she was beginning to walk, and this Easter Jim has sent me another photograph; this time, she needs far less support.

On this weekend on which Passover and Easter have intermingled, my family in its largest sense of the word sends you our wishes for a joyous Spring!