Monday, August 15, 2022


Rabbis Are People Too

The New York Times surprised many readers on February 20, when it published a human-interest story about a weekly tennis game among three rabbis and a judge that has been ongoing for about 45 years. Judge Alvin Hellerstein and Rabbis Haskel Lookstein, Michael Shmidman and Jonah Kupietzky—all in their 80s—play and joke around with each


The Heroes of Dirshu

A few weeks ago, Dirshu’s Kinyan Torah/Chazaras HaShas program celebrated the completion of Seder Nashim, along with the rest of the lomdei haDaf world over.

Dirshu is not limited to any one group or sect of people. It includes Litvaks and Chassidim, Sephardim and Ashkenazim. The


‘A Person Is a Tree of the Field’

The quote above is from Deuteronomy 20:19. Homiletically and exegetically, people are like trees. Kind people offer shelter and feed others, trees provide not only sustenance but fuel and homes and objects. Teachers, especially, are very much like trees since they give so much of themselves. Shel Silverstein’s famous children’s book,




An Open Letter From a Grateful Bergen County Mother

As I sit down to write this letter, coffee in one hand, pen in the other, I take a moment and listen to the silence. The silence in my home is a contented one, marked by my twins’ even breathing, but it takes me back to a time when the silence in my home was heavy, empty and dark. It was a silence magnified by the lack of




Smile for the Camera

Big Brother is watching. There are cameras everywhere. There are traffic cameras at red lights and crosswalks, security cameras around people’s homes, cameras in malls and supermarkets...they are all over the place. There to keep us safe, to send us unwanted tickets and to make sure we aren’t stealing the kosher turkey that we should be


Bnei Brak


A Boring Surprise

Recently, scientists made an interesting discovery about boredom. Apparently, there is so little left for scientists to do that they’re down to discovering new types of boredom.

“Ooh, look! There’s another!”

“What? Sorry, I drifted off.”




The Fight of My Life

How do I write a story about a fight that I had when I was a young student? I was insulted and attacked in front of my entire class by a... I’ll reserve the name-calling for someone else. I took that personal attack as a challenge which I accepted.

In life, there are times that we must accept a



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