My daughters, who are very good friends, and are heartachingly kind to one another about 87% of the time, occasionally say insulting things to one another. (“Your tushy smells,” for example. Or, “I’m never going to be your sister again EVER for the rest of my life.”)   I know that sometimes my daughters are…

While the grownups were sitting around the kitchen table on Friday night, drinking homebrew and eating chinese takeout (a real treat for me, after spending the afternoon digging a garden), here’s what the kids were up to. I wouldn’t have had a clue had they not also swiped the camera. I guess I shouldn’t be…

When I was a student in a Jewish day school in Baltimore, about a million years ago, we had a sixth grade teacher, whom I’ll call Rabbi P, who required us to memorize verses from Pirkei Avot (when he wasn’t busy hurling sacred books at chatty children.) I’m a strong believer in the value of…

In Israel, Memorial Day is known as Yom Hazikaron. It’s a far cry from our Memorial Day – instead of sales and barbecues, much of the country shuts down for twenty-four hours, and the entire country truly does shut down for a powerful minute of silence. It’s a chilling thing to witness, as drivers stop…

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