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Shul of My Youth
Yosef Zoimen
Shul of My Youth
Debbie Bensaid (née Bentolila)
Shul of My Youth
Rabbi Shneur Aisenstark
Shul of My Youth
Rabbi Ilan Feldman
Five Random Questions
I think we’re all trying to be considerate of each other. As my father said, “We became such good friends!”
Shoshana Itzkowitz
Five Random Questions
"I love nature and beautiful scenery. The Alps are as un-NYC as you can get!"
Chaya Rosen
More or Less
"If she’s done this with too many clients, my entire reputation is done. I’m too small, too new to rehabilitate from this"
Esther Kurtz
More or Less
No matter how much I realized I’d done wrong since I’d gotten married, how selfish and self-centered I’d been, this parallel just brought it all home
Esther Kurtz
Home Sweet Home
he stranger and Ta looked at each other. Both burst out laughing. The man opened his arms wide, got up, and threw them around Ta
Leeba Leichtman
Home Sweet Home
“Mindy needs special medicine to help her feel better, so she has to stay in the hospital overnight,” he explained to Eli
Rochel Samet
Great Reads: Second Guessing
Am I being generous — or just used?
Ariella Schiller
Great Reads: Second Guessing
I want to enjoy my daughter and her family over Succos. But she doesn’t see what she’s doing to the family
Ariella Schiller
Halachah
Your playgroup and babysitting halachic dilemmas, solved
Rabbi Doniel Neustadt
Halachah
The spark that starts the week
Rabbi Doniel Neustadt
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It was a simple shul with a choshuve leader

By Yosef Zoimen

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Rabbi Shlomo Bentolila, never gave up. Week after week he called every single person in the kehillah, exhorting them to come Shabbat morning. Soon his efforts began to pay off, and we had a regular minyan.

By Debbie Bensaid (née Bentolila)

Shul of My Youth

In 1948, for parnassah reasons, my parents moved to Spring Valley, Illinois, a hamlet about 100 miles southwest of Chicago in the center of coal country

By Rabbi Shneur Aisenstark

Shul of My Youth

How does one learn courage and dedication from people who eat treif and can’t read a pasuk of Chumash? The synagogue where I grew up taught me the answer

By Rabbi Ilan Feldman