A Gift Passed Along
It was harder than it sounds. I didn’t feel it. And I wanted to feel it, and I wanted my kids to feel it
A Gift Passed Along
If you took a moment and stepped inside, you were quickly overcome by the smell of dust, of pages, of history, of life itself
A Gift Passed Along
“Why Israel?” I answered. “Because you taught me to love Israel. You taught me to love Jews
A Gift Passed Along
They know it’s the prelude to a busy 24 hours that begins with water
A Gift Passed Along
As I conjure that precious, long-ago image, one word wells up within me. Just one word: Dignity
A Gift Passed Along
When the Darchei Ish shul opened its doors in Bnei Brak, those Simchas Torah scenes came back to life
A Gift Passed Along
My mother's passion percolated within me. And over the last year, it found expression in a direction she could not have foreseen
A Gift Passed Along
I can still remember the elders of the community who wouldn’t even think to smile during that period
The Moment
Closed in by corona, Rav Aharon Teitelbaum of Satmar still leads his flock
A Gift Passed Along
When I took this photo, I wasn’t covering an event; I was part of the crowd davening
Why I Do What I Do
“Come and join us!” he shouted. “We need you. Help us bring these remains to a Jewish burial!”
A Promise Kept
Sometime during that awful era, I began fiddling around on the piano
Why I Do What I Do
“Reb Avraham, the zechus of supporting bereaved parents was promised to your Srulik’s neshamah. From the Six Days of Creation, this mitzvah has been waiting for you”
A Promise Kept
Baba’s loving sentiments that the all-but-forgotten promise conveyed were dear to my heart
