October 7 ביחד “Together”

Love for our fellow. Whether you are left, right, religious, secular, it doesn’t change we are one family….. Brothers and sisters. We CAN and NEED to stand for each other. This “loving our fellow” is not easy. We disagree about how to be safe, how to be just…about …

AN IMMIGRANT’S STORY: After Ellis Island

My family, like so many Jews fleeing persecution and harm, arrived in the U.S. scarred and having survived trauma. This was the early 1900s. I can imagine their enormous relief and gratitude to arrive in the United States and be allowed to stay.  Of course my grandparents would likely have been killed in the Shoah if Read More

JEWISH! (in ASL & Spoken English)

Relax, watch and listen in American Sign Language and spoken English to “Mini Skirts and Jewish” narrated for Deaf and hearing audiences… First there’s the well trodden path. Then there’s the divergence I never expected…

ZAIDY AND BUBBE: A love story

Here is the story of my grandparents, Sonny’s parents. Sonny as you may recall is my mom, the Bronx lady who loved a good hot dog, clandestinely shopped at flea markets, and who could make you laugh until you cried. I heard the following story many many times through the years from my grandmother Yeta. Read More

THE FORGOTTEN ONES: and stubborn hope

My father’s mother, Rifka, was a young woman living in Poland in the early 1900s. Pogroms against the Jewish people were common in her little community in Galicia. These recurring outbreaks of violence created desperate conditions and the Jewish people sought to escape. Little did they know it was to get much worse in Galicia, not better, in Read More

SWINGSTER: that girl can dance

My mom did not try to set herself apart. She went about her business, but she just was so zesty and full of life….back in the ’30s and ’40s, swing dance was the big thing and my mom (and dad) could dance! She’d lead me through the lindy hop moves in my little teenage bedroom; it…

DISILLUSIONED: and cracking open

Sam was extremely good looking. A very good dancer with a twinkle in his eye, dancing was big when he was growing up and he was a star on the dance floor.  While his good looks and light-footed charm earned him some ease in life, Sam also faced hard lessons. Rifka, his mom, had experienced Read More

A POOR GIRL FROM THE BRONX

Earthiness:  My mom’s favorite food was “a good hotdog”.  Even when my father, late in life, became financially successful and could afford nice restaurants, my mom was true blue. Zero affectations, she was as down to earth as they come. Yes, her jokes were sometimes “dirty”. She mixed it up as she covered some “cleaner” Read More

BULLIED: A 12 year old’s story

I used to hate being Jewish, and was embarrassed of it. Scared too. I felt there was either no God, or if there was, ‘he’ was against the Jews and against me. I had actually hoped there was no G-d because at least if there wasn’t, the playing field would be level. I also hated Read More