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Angels on Duty

Donna’s husband suddenly left his family without looking back.

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Corrie Ten Boom

The Nazis arrested Corrie and the rest of the ten Boom family in Febuary 1944.

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Samuel Jacobson

Samuel Srolovic Jacobson was born in Lithuania in a loving Orthodox Jewish home. He received religious instruction throughout his childhood and was observant…

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Is God's Law My Creed?

In the 1980’s Gerry was selling religious literature door to door.

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What Ever Happened to Judy

Have you sometimes wondered what happened to friends that you grew up with? I have, we all have.

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Good Hearing, Bad Speaking

You may have heard the saying, “some things are easier said than done.”

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Broken Pasta Dreams and Restored Faith

One day I was in the mood for food (well many days I am in the mood for food), but I had something very specific in mind.

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A Lawsuit with God

One of the most beautifully haunting pieces of cantorial music I have ever sung was called A lawsuit with God. An old pious Jew by the name of Berdeshever…

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T'shuvah

T'shuvah is the Hebrew word, for lack of a better term, meaning return. The Jewish writer Erich Fromm, who was also a practicing psychoanalyst, uses the word…

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Great Bad Timing

I was rushing to go to work since I started driving later than I would have liked, but I knew I had to stop to get some gas eventually.

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Bolster Your Memory

One special evening many years ago a small group of family members began sharing memorized passages from their school days.

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And They Lived Happily...

Author Richard Paul Evans has written many novels that carry the theme “and they lived happily ever after”.

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Havdalah

I’ve written in a previous article about Reuben Caplin (Ruby), my voice teacher and choral conductor at the reform temple that I sang at many years ago; well…

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The Bar Mitzvah Boys

Bobby and I were friends for as long as I can remember. We not only had a bond of close friendship, but we respected one another. Bobby had a terrific hands on…

Silly and Sick

When I was a little girl I loved all sorts of pets. I had pet potato-bugs, pet spiders, pet caterpillars, and pet ants.

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Sidney Robboy

Robboy was born in Russia during the cruel anti-Semitic pogroms of the Czars. When Sidney was a young boy his family escaped from Russia by walking all night and hiding under barns during the day.…

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Like as a Father

While we were conducting business in Earl’s office recently, prominently displayed on his desk was a picture of him and his wife in a creative, unconventional pose.

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Starving in Front of a Bowl of Kibble

My cat wasn’t satisfied to eat kibble out of his bowl that had been sitting there all day. He wanted to see me personally pour it out fresh from the bag each time. But what can you expect from a cat…

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Road Rage

I was on my way to meet someone in a place I had never been before. The home I was going to was so new even the GPS I got a few years before couldn’t find it.

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Follow the Recipe

I don’t know why, but as risk free as I like to be in life, when it comes to following recipes that security loving part of my brain just doesn’t seem to kick in as much. I tend to view recipes more…

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Bubbe’s Zalts

Bubbe’s Zalts (Yiddish for the word salt) On a scale of one to ten, my mother was a ten. Mama was my heart. My bubbe, however, was a ten and a half! My bubbe never spoke English, only Russian and…

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The Request

In embarrassment and shame I slowly approached the throne of the Holy One. I keenly felt the poison from sting of guilt working its way through my mind at the thought of making my request known.…

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The Overcomer

During the time that I spent with the children at the orphanage in Mexicali Mexico I was finishing my journalism project when I meet a very interesting man by the name of Valdez, his life was truly a…

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Correct Terminology

Throughout the years of my marriage (almost twenty) I've tried to make my wife Yiddish savvy. She was born and raised in Florida so it's hilarious to hear her struggle to pronounce Yiddish words and…

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The Bar Mitzvah Boys

Bobby and I were friends for as long as I can remember. We not only had a bond of close friendship, but we respected one another. Bobby had a terrific hands on knowledge of many things that eluded…

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Broken Pasta Dreams and Restored Faith

One day I was in the mood for food (well many days I am in the mood for food), but I had something very specific in mind.

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What Ever Happened to Judy

Have you sometimes wondered what happened to friends that you grew up with? I have, we all have.

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Except for That

Since I was a child I was always seemed to be the sickest child out of my siblings. I got sick on many occasions and have been found to have several chronic illnesses and foolishness, you know the…

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Steven Grabiner

Steven Grabiner finally made it to Israel. The savings bonds that he received at his Bar Mitzvah had come to maturity and provided the fare to Israel. After a brief stay in Tel Aviv he wound up on a…

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