On any given weekday, Bob Klausner can be found at a number of regional thrift stores looking at the most interesting and salable art, overlooked designer handbags and finest of silver.
Meet Me (Breathless) by poet Hadara Bar-Nadav.
Gabriella Karin (then Foldes) tightly clasped her Uncle Sandor’s waist as she traveled on the back of his bicycle along the back roads of Slovakia from Malzenice to Bratislava, a 40-mile journey.
Streit’s said it will close the company’s 90-year-old matzo factory on New York’s Lower East Side.
A couple of years after her son Lowell was born, he was having severe stomach pains, and Stacy Dylan knew it might be serious
Fred Zaidman, who had recently added helping the homeless to his list of volunteer passions, went into action, soon securing a commitment from Bristol Farms for 75 burritos for a breakfast for the homeless that The City School, a charter middle school, was sponsoring on Thanksgiving morning.
On a rainy weekday in December, Shmulie Hauptman wore a reflective Hatzolah of Los Angeles jacket.
Dave Bullock is a co-founder of the Skid Row Photography Club, which provides digital cameras to Los Angeles’ Skid Row residents — the club’s members — and through their pictures allows outsiders like himself a chance to see their lives in another light.
When Ellen Brooks retired in 1977 at the age of 34 from her job as a production assistant on the Warner Bros. lot, she was looking forward to spending some time traveling the country with her new husband, Dr. Philip Brooks, a gynecologist approaching his 50th anniversary at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center.
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