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L.A. Sukkot Confidential

Diane Arieff October 9, 1997

During the last days of summer, I confess that our most focused family activity seems to be the annual pilgrimage to Target for new lunchboxes. All of that changes when September hits. From Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur to Sukkot, then Shemini Atzeret and Simchat Torah, the month of Tishrei is to the Jewish holiday cycle what the decathlon is to Track and Field Day.The kitchen table rapidly piles up with day school holiday projects– cardboard shofarot, handmade New Year\’s cards, drawings of lulavim and the countless apples, made from every conceivable non-toxic medium known to teachers.

To New Beginnings

Rabbi Ed Feinstein October 2, 1997

According to my son, Disney\’s \”The Lion King\” is the greatest film ever made. He saw it three times in the theater,and insisted on playing the soundtrack every morning on our way to school. All the way to kindergarten, we sang the film\’s stirring theme song, \”The Circle of Life,\” until, one morning, I listened to the words.

It’s Time to Talk

Rabbi David Eliezrie October 2, 1997

It\’s High Holiday speech season. Rabbis prep, call each other withideas, exchange jokes, insights, and witty stories. They ponder thegreat issues of the day and get ready for prime-time talking in therabbinical world. Synagogues may not be full throughout the year, butcome Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur, there is hardly an empty pew. Thisyear, attendance will be a bit higher, as Yom Kippur falls on aweekend.

Family

Judith Flesch Rose September 25, 1997

My Aunt Illa, a woman capable of great charm and vast intrigues,was hated by both my mother and father.

By Father, because he believed that Illa was so jealous of the love between his brother Zoltan and himself that she prevented her husband from the frequent contact the brothers wanted. And my mother– well, because of the usual animus she held against the women in Father\’s family.

Marcelle Kadkhoda

Naomi Pfefferman September 25, 1997

It is a late Friday morning, not long before Rosh Hashanah, and already the tantalizing smells of exotic spices and frying onions are wafting from Marcelle Kadkhoda\’s sunny, compact apartment kitchen.\nThe Persian émigré, in her 70s, is wearing an apron and sensible shoes as she cooks for Shabbat, preparing the family recipes that have been handed down from mother to daughter for generations.\n

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