There are lessons in every story. Several years ago, I was fortunate to learn a lot about Orthodox Jewish traditions during as I reported in Kiryas Joel, N.Y., the base of the Satmar Hasidic sect. I learned to dress modestly. I learned not to touch men. I learned that once one person trusts you enough to give you an interview, others will follow. Those lessons came in handy in Yuma, Arizona, where some of the Satmar Hasidim plant their wheat for Passover matzo.
Interviewing Rabbi Brody of the Shaarei Orah synagogue in Borough Park, Brooklyn, on the field in Yuma, Arizona, where ultra-Orthodox Jews grow their wheat for Passover matzo. (Yes, that’s me under that big hat. It was 108 degrees that day!)
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