LifeTakes
Tonight is different. Because my father, at 77 years, is under the spell of dementia
Calligraphy: Pesach 5784
Ninth-grade bochurim would huddle in a corner, daring each other to make the plunge and ask Mordy a question
From My Table
When the menus are done, the fridge is full, and the tables are set, having a few minutes to make a great drink that everyone will enjoy is the cherry on top.
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The memory of that first Pesach reminds us that no matter how hopeless the galus seems, it is inalterably finite
