”Shalom Zvi, wake up,” said a voice. “Are you okay?” Shalom Zvi’s head ached from the fall. His vision swam for several seconds, but then focused. Menashe’s face came into view. ”What happened?” Menashe asked. “What did they do to you?” Shalom Zvi immediately reached up to feel the tefillin on his head. After a near-tragic pogrom, Shalom Zvi and his family leave the life they know in Poland, hoping for a safer life in distant New York. Determined to keep his faith, Shalom Zvi guards his precious tefillin as he resists the lure of assimilation in his new home. But life in the New World proves to be almost as dangerous as it was in Europe. Once again, anti-Semitism rears its ugly head and threatens his family’s security. With the war in Europe looming, Shalom Zvi’s son, Dov, must fight to preserve Torah life in America as he is forced to confront the perils of war. Will Dov survive with both his life and his faith intact? A compelling historical novel that spans four generations, reminding us that a Jew is never lost to the One Above