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Every Song Has Its Story
Do we ever think much about, or even know, what motivated our favorite song?

By Riki Goldstein

My COVID Hero
We asked you to introduce us to your COVID hero, one of those quiet individuals who moved heaven and earth to lighten your load during this very trying time

By Mishpacha Readers

Personal Accounts
This year, this niggun was an anthem because we showed it. He’s always there for us, but this year, we were there for Him too.

By Yisroel Besser

Between Brothers
Dovid Wasserman held true to his faith to his final days

By Dovi Safier and Yehuda Geberer

Between Brothers
I do not judge you. I do not debate your choices. You know that already. But I pray for you still

By Dovid Brenner

Between Brothers
I promptly dried my tears, rewrote my report and went on to win second place at the fair
Between Brothers
Boris did not respond. He seemed choked up and emotional. I wondered what it was in that casual question that had touched him so deeply

By Rabbi Akiva Fox

Magazine Feature
Rav Gamliel HaKohein Rabinowitz fuses the hidden and revealed light to help every broken soul radiate its own holiness

By Yisroel Besser

My COVID Hero
As we mark one year since the pandemic changed our lives, we asked you to introduce us to your COVID heroes

By T.G.

Eyes That Saw Angels
Venerable individuals still among us share their recollections of personal encounters with yesteryear's giants

By Dovi Safier and Yehuda Geberer

Family Tempo
 It cannot be. Even when he goes outside and the woman calls his name he does not believe it is them. He looks at the children. A boy, perhaps six years old, with long peyos. A li ...

By Leah Gebber

Eyes That Saw Angels
Venerable individuals still among us share their recollections of personal encounters with yesteryear's giants

By Dovi Safier and Yehuda Geberer

Magazine Feature
Freeze frames from a year of remote communication, virtual connections, and way too much time spent talking through screens

By Mishpacha Contributors

Dream On
Yehuda sat down slowly, his jaw tense. “This girl doesn’t have her own room to sleep in? Why is she coming here at two in the morning?”

By Gila Arnold