It was one of the more unusual sights one might see in Eretz Yisrael. On one side of the courtyard outside the Franciscan Church in southern Yaffo stood a row of Catholic priests and monks; on the other side stood a minyan of chareidi Jews, along with other Jews. In the center, lay a plain wooden casket. A young man, his tzitzis fluttering in the breeze, was standing right next to the casket. Turning away from the church, he began to recite Kaddish in a trembling voice for the neshamah of the niftar, Yaakov Tzvi ben Mendel. The casket was...