A few years ago, my wife and I spent some time vacationing on Cape Cod. During one of those days, we took a ferry to
Any preschool teacher has undoubtedly heard the comment dozens of times: “My Daddy is bigger than your Daddy.” Today, that comment may have changed a
The light fixture hanging in our kitchen when we first moved onto 3 Landau Lane was ancient. In fact, I think it was there before
It was one of those picture-perfect, beautiful spring mornings. I had davened at an early minyan that Shabbos morning in early May down the block
I’ll bet you never heard of ‘Shmatta Pizza’! It was the summer of 1988. My Aunt Miriam was traveling to Eretz Yisroel for the unveiling
One of the most exciting aspects of Yom Tov is the preparation during the days beforehand. Don’t get me wrong—I don’t like schlepping, shopping and
A number of years ago, on Simchas Torah morning, after the kiddush ended, I carried our (then) 3-year-old son Dovid beneath the canopy spread atop
“Abba, the power is out in half of the rooms upstairs!” While trying to prepare derashos for Rosh Hashanah, that’s not what I wanted to
Once upon a time, there was a family named The Staums, who resided at 3 Landau Lane in Spring Valley, NY. This wonderful family was
Although I have lived in Monsey for most of my life, I am not a Monsey native. My formative years were spent living in the
One Shabbos afternoon—during the summer of 2010—in the Staum bungalow at Camp Dora Golding, a 4-year-old boy (whose last name happens to be Staum) decided
It’s something we probably don’t appreciate enough. Being part of a community so eager to perform acts of chesed for each other. In times of
