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That utterly natural, unaffected concern for family became Rav Dovid’s inheritance as well Photos: Mishpacha archives   Rabbi Yissachar Ginzberg Driver for Rav Dovid Feinstein   In the humble environs of New York’s Lower East Side, the premier posek of the Jewish world resided in simplicity. Rav Dovid Feinstein had no airs and no formally

“Hmm?” Tamar replied, closing her binder and looking up to see who was calling her name. Oh, Michal

Even with all the arguing, she thought, the table felt so… friendly. They could say whatever they wanted; the warmth, the love, was still there

Nine writers recount their search for chometz — and what they found

Nine writers recount their search — and what they found

Kivi sticks out his lip. “I hope there’s a tornado. And a tsunami”

“We made enough money to buy a bike. A good bike, even. Shlomo’s going to love it”