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Rav Shlomo Brevda ztz”l was known as a maggid who traveled around the world giving shiurim, and his listeners knew they were in for a journey that would carry them to vistas overlooking all of human history and the cosmos. Few people knew the concealed parts of this sought-after international man of inspiration, and for so many more, Purim this year won’t be the same without Rav Brevda’s famous drashos on the Megillah. He passed away in Brooklyn on 26 Teves /January 8, 2013, at the age of 81.
We dress up for one day. They’re in disguise all year long. As soldiers, they are the elite members of Israel’s military. As Arabs, they blend into a hostile population. These undercover commando squads have become one of the IDF’s most brazen and daring strategic military tools for combating terror, but when a group of them posing as vegetable merchants were exposed in a daytime raid recently, these Mistaarvim — who for years have operated beneath the radar — were in the news again. A fight to the finish.
When big, burly Moshe Yess — a $2,500-a-night virtuoso jazz, bluegrass, and classical guitarist — showed up in yeshivah wanting to learn how to daven but not knowing alef-beis, it was the beginning of something new in Jewish music. Even after three turbulent decades in the industry and years of personal suffering, he left a legendary legacy encapsulated in the lyrical question that has changed so many lives: “Who will be the Zaidy, if not me?”
It was a freezing cold day in the dead of winter, but that didn’t stop the Shmorg crew from shooting Fiveish and friends on location for an upcoming video. What would you do if you were walking in the park and suddenly saw the six-foot foam-stuffed five-dollar bill dancing in your path?