My First Chanukah Gift
I received my very first Chanukah gift when I was 26 years old. But that is only because it was my first Chanukah in the United States.
I received my very first Chanukah gift when I was 26 years old. But that is only because it was my first Chanukah in the United States.
On a recent trip to Spain, Morocco and Israel called “In the Footsteps of Maimonides,” the members of our group from Temple Emanuel of Beverly Hills were the honored guests at a reception at the residence of the American ambassador to Spain, which became the occasion for a gathering of many of Spain’s Jewish leaders.
As a Jewish kid growing up in Omaha, Neb., I was engulfed by Christmas. We were the only house on the block without decorations, my public school had a Christmas tree in the lobby, and the airwaves and shopping malls were filled with Christmas music. I have to admit — those Christmas songs were pretty catchy; some of them were downright beautiful. I mean, really. Compare “Little Drummer Boy” with “I Had a Little Dreidle”? No contest. I know a lot of Jewish educators and rabbis of a certain age who are closet carolers.
It is fashionable these days to say that all causes and issues are complicated. Polarity is out, complexity is in. There’s more than one side to every story, and you must appreciate the nuances and subtleties of a subject instead of digging in your heels and yelling to make your point. A month ago, the coolest voice in America, Jon Stewart, gathered a couple hundred thousand people in Washington, D.C., just to make that point.
To get our Thanksgiving turkey, I pulled my car into an alley off Pico Boulevard one day last week, parked beside a dumpster, walked up to a couple of unmarked vans and rapped on the doors.
Ed Rosenthal didn’t mince words when he told members of the press about his rescue after spending six days in the Mojave Desert without food or water. “It was a miracle,” he said. “I’m much more religious now than I was.” The 64-year-old recreational hiker took off on a two-hour hike in Joshua Tree National Park on Sept. 24 but lost his way on a trail he’d done several times before. When he was found alive and relatively healthy by a sheriff’s helicopter on Sept. 30, his story quickly made national and international news.