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Rebbetzin Esther Jungreis’s daughter remembers the shul of her youth

There are some mornings that my little girl is standing by the front door, French-braided hair, lunchbox and all — and Elisheva’s car takes forever to arrive

Evan showed up with a scowl on his face and a $600 set of headphones that were blasting rap music loud enough to be heard over the sound machine in my office

“Your husband is a victim of some very dangerous advice”

These were clearly suicide missions, but in the army you don’t question the orders of your superiors

A dedicated duo puts a new lens to the Land of our dreams