Queens Jewish Link
Connecting the Queens Jewish Community When Mrs. Porter heard a knock at the door of her Baltimore home one evening at suppertime, she...
The month of Cheshvan is the only month on the Jewish calendar that has no unique endemic avodah. Even months that contain a fast day have special focus and significance.
Like everyone else, after the unspeakable atrocities that occurred in Eretz Yisrael on Simchas Torah, I was and am looking for all the chizuk I can get. I have listened to quite a few lectures from various rabbanim, to hear their reflections and thoughts.
Shortly before I married, I spent a Sukkos in a yeshivah for Russian boys in Copenhagen, Denmark. After Sukkos ended, I had the opportunity to visit a couple of nearby countries in Europe. One of the places we visited was Amsterdam. While there, we saw Anne Frank’s house, including the annex where she and her family lived until they were discovered and deported to Auschwitz in 1944.
I don’t remember the last time I was able to relate to a powerful story I heard, in a manner I never could have imagined.
I was asked to share divrei Torah in my neighborhood shul before hakafos on Simchas Torah evening.
When I think about my Bubby, Rebbetzin Fruma Kohn a”h, my mental image is of her reciting T’hilim. Until her last years, she would read the entire T’hilim every week. No doubt, I and my family have benefited tremendously from those repeated recitations.
A few weeks ago, our family joined our yeshivah, Heichal HaTorah, for a “yeshivah Shabbos” on the grounds of Camp Nageela in Fallsburg, New York. After a beautiful Shabbos, we headed to the nearby pizza shop for a m’laveh malkah before heading home.
