Life on the Line CPR PLLC

09/06/2025

08/16/2025

The historical image captures the reunion of Holocaust survivors Tova Friedman, Sarah Ludwig, and Michael Bornstein, holding a photograph taken by a Soviet soldier during Auschwitz’s liberation in 1945. In January 1945, the original photo showed children recently freed from Auschwitz, their tattooed numbers stark against their arms, faces marked by horror and lost innocence. Among them were Tova, Sarah, and Mike—strangers then, yet bound by the same ordeal. After the war, each emigrated and eventually settled in New Jersey, unknowingly close to one another. Decades later, Tova recognized the photograph in a Yad Vashem documentary and sought the identities of the children beside her. She later discovered that the girl next to her, Sarah Ludwig, had been her grandchildren’s first-grade teacher. In 2017, the three reunited to recreate the photo—not as victims, but as living witnesses. This reunion, more than 70 years later, stands as a testament to resilience and a solemn reminder that their suffering and survival must never be forgotten.


~ The Two Pennies

08/03/2025

07/30/2025

In the quiet of 1921, deep in the hollers of Logan County, West Virginia, a humble teacher named Miss Hattie taught more than just reading and sums—she taught the weight of kindness.

Inside her one-room schoolhouse, there were no trophies, no stars, no shiny rewards. But every Friday, a soft ritual unfolded: buttons laid across her desk, each one tied to a quiet act of good.

A green coat button?
“This one was earned for carrying a neighbor’s firewood.”

A small brass one?
“For walking a younger child home through the rain.”

Miss Hattie had no coins to give, so she gifted meaning instead. Stories became currency. Buttons became medals. The children treasured them—sewing them into hems, stringing them on thread, locking them in wooden boxes like heirlooms.

Then came spring—and silence. Miss Hattie passed without warning, leaving behind more than an empty desk.

On the day she was buried, her students came dressed in their best. But they brought no flowers, no fanfare. Just a single button each—pinned gently to collars, coats, and sleeves.

No one spoke. They didn’t need to. Her greatest lesson had already taken root:
That even the smallest kindness can outlive a lifetime.
And sometimes, the light we leave behind fits in the palm of a child’s hand.


~ The Two Pennies

02/16/2025

Hahaha…that little girl will make a great nurse one day ! ❤️

02/07/2025

02/06/2025

🤣😂🤣😂