The January 2008 issue of BAR carried an article by Richard Elliott Friedman

The two seminal events in Jewish history are the Exodus and the Giving of the

On a somber day in 1233, in a public square in Paris, a group of Dominican

On the last day of Pesach, as the sun begins to set, the members of my family

That Harav Hagaon Reb Shneur Kotler לצל" ז was a man of unusual humility,

There is something extraordinary about close friendships formed during the

In retrospect, a short side trip to Bratislava, Slovakia, was the perfect

Over a year ago, my friend Ammiel Hirsch, a prominent Reform rabbi, and I

We were all shocked and horrified by the barbaric atrocities committed by Hamas

When people all around us are falling ill, being hospitalized and dying in

On most nights, certain intruders enter our homes and wreak havoc and

It is late in the evening on Chol HaMoed Sukkos. You walk down the streets in

It always helps to know what you’re saying, especially if you want to get

This article is an except from Sefer Abir Yosef al Hatorah. It has been adapted

When the Israelites stood on the east bank of the Jordan River, on the

Many years ago, I heard a story about Rav Levi Yitzchak of Berditchev, who was

An intriguing question has been posed. It appears from the text that before

Someone once said to me before Yom Kippur, “I think we’re all doing pretty

The patrol car moved through the fallen leaves like a silent predator in the

Zelig jiggled the coins in his pocket and prepared to go to work. The chupah

It always starts in the evenings. He comes back from what he’s been doing all

Ever since I got voted into the Hall of Fame, my kids have been after me to

A week after Bernie Waldman arrived, the Tet offensive swept over South

Who can find a woman of valor, precious as pearls and so much more, whose

Remember, O God, what has alas befallen us, look and see our disgrace.  

How can it that voices of the young generation resound with abundant

My children cry, they wail on this night, My holy Temple was destroyed on this

Shomron calls out, “My sins have overtaken me, my children are gone abroad,

How long must Zion weep, Jerusalem lament?   take pity on Zion, rebuild the

Step through this door, show your passport, your ticket, your boarding

We couldn’t wait to set the world ablaze To finish with yesterday before

As I stand beneath the spreading chestnut in the orchard behind the fence, as

My son comes in the morning, touches my sleeping thigh, and reassured, he