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Wonderousness of the First Time

When the date was set, everything came into focus. He really will become a bar mitzvah. How exciting the whole year became. Bobby knew his prayers and haftarah very well. No one was concerned about that. He began to work on his sermon and master that, too.

Elder Rage: What I Know Now

For 11 years. I begged my obstinate elderly father to allow a caregiver to help him with my ailing mother, but he adamantly insisted on taking care of her himself. Every caregiver I hired to help him said, \”Jacqueline, I just can\’t work with your father — his temper is impossible to handle. I don\’t think you\’ll be able to get him to accept help until he\’s on his knees himself.\”

A Great Beginning

Block\’s father owned the lithograph collection, because he was a childhood friend of Abraham Rattner\’s publisher, New York art dealer Bill Haber.

A Father, a Son, a Tzadik

They told us that we would move through various stages of grief, but they were wrong.

My Father, My Hero

There\’s a framed glass poster that hangs on the wall of Assaf Ramon\’s Houston bedroom wall. While the image of the smiling astronaut in the orange jumpsuit is famous, the Hebrew words inscribed at the bottom of the poster are not

A Filmmaker’s Monument to Dad

Of his father, Nathaniel Kahn knew the myth; he wanted to know the man. Five years ago he set out to make a documentary film about the work and life of Louis Kahn, and his quest has taken him down many paths. It has led him to professional fame and success with the critically acclaimed film \”My Architect,\” and to a warm and close friendship with a Jewish communal executive who helped raise the funds to make the film possible.

Jewish Mom for the Straight Guy

When my father informed me he had scheduled a business trip to Los Angeles and was taking my mother with him about a month after I moved out here, his timing seemed less than coincidental. Both of my parents had been anxiously phoning me on a daily basis since I left New York. The real reason they were coming was to make sure I wasn\’t living in a crack house, or at the very least had the decency to choose a Jewish crack house.

The (Very) Few, the Proud

Drew Ullman, age 20, after two years at college in Santa Barbara, had announced that was putting college life on hold and would join the Marines. He heads to boot camp in January, and said he wishes he could go sooner. His father, a former anti-war activist and full-fledged liberal, said at one time he would have talked his son out of it. Now he realizes he couldn\’t be prouder.

\”My father and I have similar thinking,\” said Drew, who grew up in Beverly Hills and the West Valley, \”what we call our 9-10 and our 9-12 thinking. I feel like I owe a lot to this country, more so than someone who needs to go into the military as a way out. I grew up with money, with a great education, had a lot of advantages that other kids don\’t have, so I really owe a lot to this country.\”

A Father’s Daughter

I am a Jew, a journalist and a professor, but I also am an anguished and proud father. Last month, my wife and I welcomed our daughter back to Los Angeles for her annual visit to observe the High Holidays with our family. She will not be coming home. Home for her is Israel, where she has lived for 23 years.

We hope to talk about things other than the subject, but who\’s kidding whom? After all, we are Jews. Inevitably, we will banter about politics, be it the wackiness of California\’s recall election or the tragedy of Israel\’s dead-end policy in the territories.

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