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“I want you to raise your hand, and I will call on you”

When the summer crowds dwindle, and the packed vans head back downstate, who stays behind?

To mark Rashi’s yahrtzeit, Yaakov Amsalem visited the ancient French city of Troyes, where the greatest Jewish commentator of all time lived

Back to the summer of 1993. That was the one summer my father did not complain about going to camp

Seven and eight: close companions but worlds apart

“The doctor is aware that everyone thinks I’m a drunk, yes, sweetie”