47 years ago tomorrow they attacked us while we fasted.
47 years ago tomorrow they killed us while we prayed for life.
47 years ago tomorrow they shot at us while we sang in synagogue.
47 years ago tomorrow they aimed their guns & Sagger missiles at us while we begged forgiveness.
47 years ago tomorrow they were determined to drive us into the sea- total annihilation- while we prayed for a peaceful year for ALL of humanity.
47 years ago tomorrow they desecrated our holiest day and forced us to fight back on a day reserved for self inspection.
47 years ago tomorrow they started a war which took the lives of 2,569 JEWS all because they dared to be JEWS and live in Israel as free JEWS.
I do not forget, I do not forgive.
My family & I are here because they ran out of synagogue, drove to the front lines & entered the hell of war still wearing their holiday finest. Their sacrifice and selflessness are an inspiration.
47 years ago tomorrow.
Every. Single. Day.
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Time for a thread about the Blackbaud breach mess. The lessons here are for ALL #nonprofits, not just clients of Blackbaud.
But we'll start with this:
If I was a #charity client of Blackbaud, I'd be pissed.
2) Blackbaud had a security breach. Someone hacked into their system and spent time there from February until May. Blackbaud paid the hacker's ransom price and they had reassurances from the hacker that no personal data was lifted from the system. (Sure, if you believe a hacker.)
3) However, Blackbaud 😡 didn't tell its #nonprofit clients about the breach until JULY 😡 and only because it was about to become public. Their emails to NPOs revealing the news were impersonal, full of legalese and with almost no apology.
The woman in the wheelchair is my grandmother, Bayla Gopin, or Bubbella as we affectionately called her.
Today is the 31st anniversary of her passing. Some memories from a grandchild.
2) I never knew her when she was fully healthy. She was diagnosed with MS just after I was born. So I only saw her with a cane, a walker or confined to a wheelchair or bed.
But that never stopped her from doing ANYTHING and EVERYTHING for her children and grandchildren.
3) Growing up in CT meant frequent trips to visit her in Brookline. Those Sunday trips are forever etched in my brain as some of the happiest moments of my childhood. The multiple slices I ate of her famous chocolate cake might have something to do with it.
So just finished talking with a nonprofit leader. It never ceases to amaze me how pervasive the 'scarcity mindset' is within the sector and how numbing it can be to an organization.
2) It stunts growth. It prevents future planning. It hurts marketing and #fundraising efforts.
It means you're always living in the HERE AND NOW and tomorrow doesn't really exist.
3) Then #charity leaders wonder why when they come to a rainy day, they have no reserves. They have no idea how to move forward. They're stuck in place.