It’s been so long since I celebrated the High Holidays as a layperson that I’ve almost forgotten what it felt like. Truth to tell, I miss the chance to have those precious days be cathartic for me personally, as opposed to being focused on making them cathartic for others. The pressure on rabbis and cantors to “be at their best” during this season is enormous, for all the obvious reasons. As my nephew would say, “it is what it is.”
For Marisa Hester, a Pentecostal Christian from Prattville, Ala., choosing an outfit for an ultra-Orthodox Crown Heights wedding wasn’t easy. Sorting through her two sets of formalwear, she eventually opted for a knee-length floral skirt and a high-necked black chiffon blouse, embellished with sparkling beads.
She worried, however, that her slightly sheer sleeves were too revealing and would insult her newfound family.
But at the June 24 wedding, the bride and her relatives could not have been less offended.
When Aaron Dworkin walks into a room of potential funders "I really freak people out," he tells The Jewish Week. "They see my last name and say 'we were expecting someone old, white, balding and Jewish' and I show up, young, black and seemingly not Jewish."
A middle-aged school administrator in Los Angeles, Hershey Fellig has been battling kidney failure for five years. Feeling tired each day, he was following a strict diet, taking a regimen of pills, waiting for a kidney donor and praying that someone would call with good news. A year ago someone called. Lauren Finkelstein, a stranger from New York, told Fellig she’d help get him a donor.