A Night Of Dedications

Staff Writer
On a typical Friday night, there are some empty seats in the sanctuary of Temple Emanu-El, Manhattan’s prestigious Reform congregation. Several hundred worshippers come usually. On a typical Friday-night service during Chanukah, the numbers go up. To about a thousand. Last Friday night was standing room only.

Casting Themselves In A New Light

Staff Writer
Bathed in light, wrapped in a tallit and kittel, the soul of a middle-aged New York Jew speaks to his earthly body on a Queens side street late one night last week. “Chaim, Chaim,” calls the soul, flanked by a pair of large menorahs, an ark of Torah scrolls behind him, “good Shabbos. Did you have a good week?” A plaintive voice — of Chaim himself, who is mentally disabled — is heard answering, “Nobody likes me.” Don’t despair, answers the soul. “Soon it will all be over.”
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