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As he cleared the coffee cups and breakfast dishes from the kitchen table, Ezra Kaufmann saw his wife, Rachel, getting ready to go off to her job as a middle school teacher...
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In his little Brooklyn synagogue, the retired dentist Howard Sherman had become a complainer: the chairs are uncomfortable, it takes forever to get a minyan, the cholent is tasteless...
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Years ago, I spent a Yom Kippur in Buenos Aires unlike any other. One moment of it in particular still haunts me...
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The gym is filling up with people in their finest, fanciest clothes. No, they have not come to work out in their suits and dresses. They’re here for Yom Kippur...
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In 1968, I was seventeen, and in my first year of medical school in São Paulo. Rosh Hashana fell on a Monday and Tuesday that year...
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"The new year starts when the sun sets," his grandfather says. "And the sun doesn't wait for Jack Luckman."
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On the day after Labor Day, sun slanting through Annie's bedroom blinds already looks like autumn, the white glare of summer faded to muted orange...
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Aaron stood at Gemma's bedroom door, listening to her giggle. He couldn't remember the last time he'd heard his daughter laugh...
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