True Living
On a Sunday afternoon—a number of years ago—my in-laws were visiting us from Lakewood, and we went to a local pizza shop here in Monsey
On a Sunday afternoon—a number of years ago—my in-laws were visiting us from Lakewood, and we went to a local pizza shop here in Monsey
One of the highlights of camp each summer—and in many ways its crescendo—are the three days of color war. There are certain unwritten traditions about
During the summer of 1991, I was a camper in the intermediate division of Camp Dora Golding. One day, I got off my bed and
A few years ago—shortly before Tisha B’Av—someone forwarded me a touchingly beautiful and masterfully produced video, entitled “Letting Go.” Narrated by Rabbi Yoel Gold, it
On one occasion when my wife was getting ready to leave for a scheduled doctor’s appointment, our almost three-year-old son, Dovid, said to her: “You
It was an experience I hope no one ever has. It was a Motzei Shabbos at the end of October in 2004. We were living
A number of years ago I had a wound on my upper right arm, and when it healed a large bump grew in its place.
A few summers ago, Rabbis Noach Sauber and Hersh Kasirer, the learning directors at Camp Dora Golding, launched what they called the “Say Thank You”program.
2 heaping tablespoons hearts of love, unconditional 1 teaspoon scents of accomplishment 1 tablespoons emphasis on strengths 1 dash of criticism, softened—(use sparingly) 3 ounces
During the summer—a number of years ago—I traveled from Camp Dora Golding in East Stroudsburg, Pennsylvania, to New Windsor, New York to meet with the
During my youth, my personal hero was the popular Jewish singer, Avrohom Fried. As a member of the Tzlil V’zemer boys choir, I enjoyed the
In the winter of 2016, I went with our oldest son Shalom to Eretz Yisroel in honor of his bar mitzvah. While there we had