A place of true Torah, of ahavat Yisrael, and spiritual growth
Slowly the two sheets of glass were covered with names. No one questioned why. They just wrote and wrote
In 1948, our Uncle Max in London helped our family obtain visas to England. The sefer Torah and the Shas, an original Vilna edition, came with us
“We’re part of the Chevra Kaddisha of Tzfat, and we’ve been waiting here an hour to find a minyan to bury an old lady”
My mother, of blessed memory, was hospitalized in Beth Israel Medical Center with terminal cancer. Despite the grim prognosis, she remained upbeat and optimistic, trying — as much as her illness would allow — to utilize her time in the hospital productively. That was how Ima had always lived her life. In her mind, every minute of
