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Knowing where we come from gives us purpose and passion as we find our way forward

By Shoshana Friedman

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By the time I had matured enough to pose the right questions, dementia had decayed his towering intellect and muted his deep, rich voice

By Mrs. Elana Moskowitz

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Now, in hindsight, I wonder about it. A shul that had a rebbetzin, and no official rav? But back then it seemed natural

By Shoshana Friedman

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If you could ask a single special ancestor of yours to address one question that you face, who would you ask and which life experience would you tap?

By Mishpacha Contributors

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They’ve forged their paths and molded a chain that connects them to children and grandchildren who keep paying it forward. As bearers of family legacies who illuminate the journ ...

By Mishpacha Contributors

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Strip away the where-what-when-how of our lives, and you’ll often find that behind the trappings of our modern-day routines lies an ancestor whose life mission informs our own

By Mishpacha Contributors

Linked Supplement
Knowing where we come from gives us purpose and passion as we find our way forward

By Mishpacha Contributors

Video Feature
What happens when three musicians in yarmulkes set up shop in the subway station during rush hour? Watch Joey Newcomb in action!

By Barbara Bensoussan

EndNote
Just yesterday at a bris someone came over to me to discuss “Eibeshter.”

By Riki Goldstein

Recipes
These tasty tacos are fabulous served as a snack, as an appetizer, or served alongside a slice of salmon to bring the presentation to another level. Any way you decide to serv ...

By Rivky Kleiman

Personal Accounts
Of course, I do activities with my kids, but a lot of the time, I just kind of fit them in between my husband, life, job, and other stuff.

By Riki Goldstein

Personal Accounts
When I’m cold, I’ll never put on a sweater — I‘m tougher than that.

By Faigy Peritzman

Personal Accounts
Do they know how hard I work? How little I eat? How many hours I exercise? And I still look like a sorry excuse for a woman.

By Judy Stalansky