From that moment on, every meal, and I mean every meal, was punctuated by passionate singing of the “Rebbetzin song”
By the time I had matured enough to pose the right questions, dementia had decayed his towering intellect and muted his deep, rich voice
They’ve forged their paths and molded a chain that connects them to children and grandchildren who keep paying it forward. As bearers of family legacies who illuminate the journ ...
We’re here to serve. Whatever Hashem has given us, He expects us to share
Now, in hindsight, I wonder about it. A shul that had a rebbetzin, and no official rav? But back then it seemed natural
Strip away the where-what-when-how of our lives, and you’ll often find that behind the trappings of our modern-day routines lies an ancestor whose life mission informs our own