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The Secret Service has a storied past of triumph and tragedy
Yaakov Lipszyc
The Current: Trump Strikes Back
Shaken, defiant, and now professing unity, Donald Trump takes center stage again
Gedalia Guttentag
Flashback
With me, numbers have never been just numbers; they’re characters with their own distinctive personalities. It’s just the way it is S ome tell me that this is all a creation of my mind, conjured up to help me process things since you went, but they’re wrong. It’s been like this ever since I can
Bassi Gruen
Flashback
With me, numbers have never been just numbers; they’re characters with their own distinctive personalities. It’s just the way it is S ome tell me that this is all a creation of my mind, conjured up to help me process things since you went, but they’re wrong. It’s been like this ever since I can
Faigy Peritzman
F is for Friendship
“But, but….” I sounded like the sputtering last cup of soda in a slush machine. “That doesn’t make any sense,” I finally said
Ruchama Schnaidman
F is for Friendship
Tzivi wasn’t the writer, I thought. I glanced around the classroom. That left twenty-two other girls. Well, twenty-one because it wasn’t Penina
Ruchama Schnaidman
Reflections
Mothers get too much blame for their children’s issues
Sarah Chana Radcliffe
Reflections
You shouldn’t follow the “don’t go to sleep angry at your spouse” rule
Sarah Chana Radcliffe
Embrace New Beginnings: Letters for Elul Zeman
Letters of advice and uplift for the new Elul zeman
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