Rabbis Without Dogma
Every Sunday morning, four women meet at the Southwest Airlines terminal at LAX. The professor of architecture comes from Albuquerque, the cantor from Santa Cruz, the director of special education from Tucson, and the principal of a day school from Berkeley.
After a warm reunion, they wheel their overnight bags out to the curb, grab a taxi, and make their way to the corner of Sawtelle Avenue and Venice Boulevard, where they are all studying to become rabbis.




