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Magazine Feature
Yonatan and Aharon Razel, brothers with distinctive styles, have captured the spotlight of the Jewish music scene, creating s ...

By Shlomi Gil

LifeLines
The news wasn’t a shock. Our 84-year-old mother had been fighting cancer for years, and the cancer had recently metastasiz ...

By C. Saphir

Profiles
When Rav Gershon Edelstein was tapped by the Ponevezher Rav to give shiur in a nascent yeshivah on a hill in Bnei ...

By Yisroel Besser

Magazine Feature
One may wear a knitted kippah and the other a shtreimel, but when two neshamos unite, outer trappings melt away. Meet ...

By C.B. Lieber

Magazine Feature
Dovid Hill z”l was sick for half his life, but the young chassidic boy with the wise eyes and sublime voice learned ...

By Rachel Ginsberg

Magazine Feature
Famous, multitalented, persuasive, conservative: Those are a few ways to describe Michael Medved, national radio host, author, s ...

By Yonoson Rosenblum

Magazine Feature
Here I was, digging in the sand along the Mexican shores of Huatulco overlooking the endless ocean. This was no vacatio ...

By Baruch Sterman

Magazine Feature
Son of a pioneer of Colorado’s media world, Hillel Goldberg was expected to continue his family’s newspaper. But a mussar ...

By Eytan Kobre

Parallel Journeys
What we learned in Neve wasn’t new and radical, it was more like finding the missing pieces to the framework of a puzzle. It helped us put everything in place.

By Esther Ilana Rabi

Parallel Journeys
I take great pleasure in watching my sons pitch in with the barbecuing, some simultaneously playing the role of daddy, all playing the role of uncle.

By Margie Pensak

Parallel Journeys
“We’d like to send him to the ER to rule out a stroke. Someone needs to accompany him.”

By S.T. Agam

Parallel Journeys
They looked comforted and I felt relief for this neshamah’s elevation, yet distraught for my father, who was still hanging between life and death.

By Chaia Frishman

Parallel Journeys

By Faigy Peritzman

Parallel Journeys
Tzivy owns me, and like a puppy, I remain hers, exclusively.

By Batsheva Eichelberg