Keeper of the Tefillin
I marveled at the timelessness of our mesorah. Here I was, employing twenty-first-century technology to preserve nineteenth-century tefillin—the same ones my great-grandfather had wrapped around his arm each morning.
Frozen Parking Lot
The parking lot layers issue a challenge to us: “You say you are Shabbos observant? Know, like we did, that there is more to Shabbos than how you observe it.”
Coming Out of the Woodwork
What began years earlier as a hobby with tools and piles of wood has evolved into a sacred calling to help others in our Jewish community.
Holy Pineapples
Truly, I find pineapples tedious. But this call wasn’t about me. It was about helping a farmer during a war that threatened so many livelihoods, another heartbreak of this existential battle.