A year after my father\’s unexpected death from a kidney transplant, I returned home.
Six months earlier, my mother had sold our house, the one I had lived in my entire life. The synagogue was the same. The family was the same. Their friends were the same.
For the last two years, I\’ve dreamed of a simple thing: I\’ve just wanted to be able to say, \”I\’m in the other room.\”
While many note the westward journey of Jews into areas such as Calabasas, West Hills and Agoura, few realize there\’s a small renaissance going on in the East Valley.
When I first saw Martha on television, she usedexactly three sheets of The New York Times Business section to make aroaring fire. I considered myself an expert fire maker, but I neededthe entire Calendar section of the Los Angeles Times. I watchedMartha and took notes.
Israel is preparing a package of gestures designed to revive the Mideast peace negotiations that have been frozen since work began on a contentious Jewish housing project at Har Homa in East Jerusalem two months ago.
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