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It’s the predawn stillness, a silence charged with the intensity of Torah learning, that saturates an apartment on Bnei Brak’s Rechov Nechemiah. It’s home to a family, but more than that, it’s the satellite of the famous home on Rechov Rashbam; it’s here that the writings of Rav Chaim Kanievsky are prepared for publication, that his messages are disseminated to the Jewish world.
When the Shefa Chaim chose the son of Rav Mordche of Zvhil as his first son-in-law, the fervor and fiery passion of Sanz merged with the pashtus, anonymity, and secrecy of Zvhil in these two prodigious scholars whose styles converged at the shtender. Today Rav Shlomo Goldman, the Zvhil-Sanz Rebbe of Union City, leads his kehillah with love, strength, and holy eyes that transcend sound
If there’s one politician on the Israeli scene who could be considered a true nemesis to Prime Minister Binyamin Netanyahu, it is Gideon Saar, who is biding his time, deciding if, when, and where to come out of his self-imposed political exile to try and unseat Israel’s longest-serving prime minister. As a new year unfolds, Saar gives his first interview, bringing the political drama to a new phase.
Rebbetzin Rischel Kotler was just 17 when she bid farewell to her family forever. But with wisdom, selflessness, a strong moral compass, and lots of courage, she saved herself and countless others time and again throughout the war. And for the next 65 years, she became the central pillar of support and wise counsel for a burgeoning yeshivah and community.
After more than three decades on the front lines, veteran Jewish music producer Sheya Mendlowitz is still at it — sniffing out new stars, genres, and styles for a most discerning crowd, and making sure there’s enough pizza to keep everyone happy when the work seems overwhelming. From creating a young chassid named Avremel to finding a class act for HASC, he never ceased bringing freshness to an ever-changing, discriminating industry.
Nearly 70 years after the end of World War II, Germany still grapples with its Nazi past. Lately, a new wrinkle has emerged in the fabric: children of Nazi perpetrators, pained by their parents’ crimes, have begun working hand in hand with children of Holocaust victims and survivors to achieve a measure of justice as the candle of the Holocaust flickers low.
Farm living was the last thing Avraham Pearlman was seeking 45 years ago when he bought a 20-acre tract in a remote section of Maine. Yet by the sweat of his brow, he built a barren piece of land into a thriving organic farm, and along the way, discovered something of greater value — a clear and singular path to avodas Hashem.
As the litvish world brainstorms solutions for its “older single” daughters, the chassidish sector grapples with an inverse shidduch crisis – alte bochurim who haven’t yet found their bashert. But passionate shadchanim, open-minded singles, and happy “mixed” couples say chassidish-litvish matches could tie the knot on these loose ends.
Dr. Mark Hasten survived Stalinist Russia, fought in World War II, joined the Irgun and the IDF, and landed penniless in America. He soon became a top engineer at General Mills and later, with his brother Hart, the proprietor of a nursing home chain and banking empire, not to mention chairman of the board of Touro College. The endlessly inventive man looks back on his field of dreams.
Thirty-five years ago, Tzvi Fishman was chasing that elusive Hollywood dream of fame and fortune, but something was wrong with the equation: more money, a nicer car, and trendier friends were supposed to bring happiness and serenity, yet his soul was crying out in pain. Three decades later, his newly released film, Stories of Rebbe Nachman, reaffirms that real treasures are found close to home.
I learned many lessons from my rebbi, Rav Shlomo Freifeld ztz”l. I learned there is no such thing as a bad question. I learned that to engage the New World one need not disengage from the old one. I learned that religious fervor is an art. And 25 years after his petirah, I am still learning how to hold on to the present without letting go of the past.