His family was desperately hoping. Yosef needed a bone marrow transplant to live and there was no genetic match currently on the database. A drive was scheduled targeti
ng those of Yosef’s ethnic group. Thousands were expected to register at the drive. Perhaps one of them…The sun shone brightly on the day of the drive. The air was filled with promise. The lines were long. Thousands adjusted their schedules to help save a life. But in the hospital, it was all over. Yosef died that morning before even the first registrants could be tested. Several weeks later, a match was found. Ironically, the match was an employee at the same office that Yosef had worked. If only,…
