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
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
A Gift Passed Along
I found out that fiction can transport, uplift, and connect you to something bigger then yourself
Namesakes
He felt he was flying this mission not as an individual, but as a representative of all of Klal Yisrael and he wanted to do it right: His hope was to keep Shabbos and kosher in sp ...
