Dorothy Greenstein: Every Day, Another Way to Give
“Ask me anything you want,” says Dorothy Greenstein as she leads a group of children through the Museum of Tolerance.
“Ask me anything you want,” says Dorothy Greenstein as she leads a group of children through the Museum of Tolerance.
It was 2006. Alisa Malki (at left in photo) was hanging out in Caryn Roth’s UCLA dorm room when she told her friend about a nonprofit organization called Challah for Hunger she’d heard about on National Public Radio.
Each year, when we set out our criteria for our annual pantheon of L.A.’s top mensches, we try to find nominees whose good works are, for the most part, unsung.
Every year, hundreds of Jews from around the world make a pilgrimage to visit the tomb of a revered rabbi in Egypt’s Nile Delta, located near the Mediterranean port city of Alexandria. This year, tensions between the Israelis and the Palestinians almost spoiled the holy event, scheduled for Saturday, Jan. 9.
A hundred years ago in Iran, my great-grandmother, Tavoos Khanum (later known as Mrs. Peacock), made history by becoming the first Jewish woman ever known to have left her husband. She had married him when she was 9 years old; he was two decades older.
Albert Suissa loves coffee. In the 1930s, growing up in Casablanca, he would have his coffee with his buddies at the Café Pietine, where he would also play pool for money. Suissa (probably a distant relative — we think my great-grandmother was his father’s niece) was part of the cultural trifecta of being Jewish in Morocco in the middle of the 20th century: equal doses of Jewish, Arab and French influences.
I was sorry to see the discord re: business folks who cheat and our Jewish community responsibility somehow to face the issues raised by cheating behavior ( “Bad Behavior,” Dec.11). Surely Rob Eshman wasn’t encouraging us to rub people’s faces in their deeds, nor to hurt their families, nor to foster gossip among us.