It wasn’t the way we envisioned or hoped. We so wanted to see Hersh Goldberg-Polin reunited with his family. No family should have to suffer as they did. Perhaps we, in America, identified more with them because they and Hersh are American, and because we heard Hersh’s parents speak so many times. Perhaps we felt it more because Rachel, Hersh’s mother, tugged at our emotions by openly personifying the Jewish mother who will stop at nothing for her child. Hersh’s parents traveled, spoke, begged, encouraged, and basically didn’t leave a stone unturned in their tireless efforts to get Hersh out of the Gaza inferno. But to our chagrin and national pain, that’s not the way Hersh was reunited with his family.