March 30, 2009
I had planned on running in the Jerusalem Half Marathon last week. Instead, I found myself running half way around the world in a frantic attempt to kiss my father one last time before he died. The sprint from the diagnosis of cancer to his final days went alarmingly fast – less than three weeks […]
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March 20, 2009
My son is now a driver. Those six words are probably as significant, if not more – at least to him – than becoming a bar mitzvah. When you’re 13, you get counted in a minyan but other than that it’s just another day in 7th grade. But 17…that’s the year you transcend being a […]
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