by Webmaster | Apr 23, 2015 | Identity
“Ima, I’m eating breakfast. It tastes like home. I want to live here forever.” The simplicity and joy of my daughter’s phone call from her first morning in Israel keeps replaying in my head. It is a balm on my soul and a window into the blessing that is the State of...
by Webmaster | Apr 21, 2015 | Identity
“Did you like bacon before you were Jewish?” This question from one or both of my sons comes up periodically, at the dinner table, or in the car. There often seems no clear context to the question. It just pops up, now and then. I generally answer “Yes, I did, but I...
by Webmaster | Apr 15, 2015 | Identity
To My Beautiful Son, Two years ago today we met for the first time. You were two days old, and we had known about you for just one day, since the adoption agency director had come to find me the day before to tell me that a baby had been born whom she believed was...
by Webmaster | Apr 8, 2015 | Identity
As a child I was pretty dissatisfied with my hair. It was neither straight nor curly. It was neither blond nor brown. It didn’t look like the hair of the women I saw on TV or in magazines. It didn’t swish in a ponytail and bits always stuck up on picture day. Years...
by Webmaster | Mar 31, 2015 | Holidays, Identity
In college, David Abusch-Magder (then David Abusch) decided to take a class in African dance. Over the years he had watched every semester as the class was often held outside. People seemed to be having fun and the movement was so easy and fluid. His experience comes...
by Webmaster | Mar 24, 2015 | Holidays, Identity
“It was the day before Passover, and our Division Chaplain, of the 42nd Rainbow Division sent out a notice that we were going to have Passover Services. I got two other Jewish GIs and went, joining about 100 other GIs, and to my amazement out came dozens of...
