On The Way Home
I have long believed that baseball is a near-perfect analogy for how we think about home, and perhaps for life …
I have long believed that baseball is a near-perfect analogy for how we think about home, and perhaps for life …
It is Thursday. And yet, for me, it is Shabbat. I am in northern Italy, in a region that was …
I cannot begin to express at this moment how much I love being Jewish. I just learned that in the …
Every year someone asks me whether Thanksgiving is a Jewish holiday. There are two completely opposite answers to this question, …
There is no commandment in the Torah to thank God for food before we eat. Which is a little strange, …
Today is the 10th anniversary of my successful attempt to write every week. It started on July 4th 2014 with …
It’s been a chilly grey day. Windy earlier, rainy now. Even here in Florida, where it’s bound to be warm …
There are times when I feel as if I’m being bombarded by events completely out of my control. I’m sure …
Thank you to all who reached out to check on me and my community as Hurricane Idelia bore down on …
I have a fondness for what nowadays is called vintage furniture. The internet quickly learned that about me. Consequently, every …