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Remembering the indefatigable Jewish leader whose life embodied the saga of the Jewish state.
Few people ever embodied Israel like Shimon Peres, who has died at the age of 93.
Born in Belorussia in 1923, Shimon Peres’ life closely mirrored that of the Jewish state, to whose founding and development he dedicated his long life of public service. In each era through which he lived, Peres was a key player on the world stage, always working to safeguard Jews and the Jewish state.
Childhood in the Shtetl
Shimon Peres was born into a family of great Torah scholars; he was a direct descendant of Rabbi Chaim Volozhiner, and his grandparents were steeped in Torah learning. He later recalled that his earliest memories were of going to
While walking through my Jerusalem hotel dining room thinking about the news from the states that a U.S. court has tossed out a $655 million terrorism judgment, a young woman came up and gave me a big “Hi!”
Seeing that I was not connecting her face and name, she spared me that now all too frequent embarrassment and quickly said, “Sarah.” She was one of the first girls that my late daughter Alisa met when we moved to West Orange, New Jersey in 1978. She and Alisa attended nursery school
To the world she was a survivor and trailblazing visionary. To me and my siblings she was our mother who was always there for us.
These are most difficult words for me to write. Today I got up from sitting shiva for my beloved mother, Rebbetzin Esther Jungreis. For seven days I opened my mother’s front door, waiting for her beautiful smile to greet me. I walked into my mother’s kitchen where photos of all her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren plastered the walls. I looked for her but
A regular visitor of the Lubavitcher Rebbe, who advised him on a public career spanning 60 years
By the age of 12 he had become a Nazarite, just like his father, foregoing haircuts and eschewing meat, wine and leather shoes. He stopped a few years later—having explicitly avoided making a vow—although he never did eat fish, poultry and meat, or drink wine again. At age 20 in 1948, with Israel’s War of Independence raging around them, he and a group of fellow yeshivah students snuck into
I write these words about one hour after the passing of Rebbetzin Esther Jungreis.
My wife and I met Rebbetzin Jungreis in Newburgh, New York in the spring of 1974. As I walked into the synagogue, I put on a yarmulka for the first time in my life. Here is how I describe the following moments in my book, From Central Park to Sinai: How I Found My Jewish Soul:
“The speaker’s here? OK, let’s go. Rebbetzin who? What’s her name? What’s a ‘rebbetzin’ any-way? BOOM! The world turned upside down. This