I’ve never believed in allowing my disability to define who I am as a person. From the moment I was born, I’ve lived my life not knowing what the people and things that surround me look like. I am blind. What some consider a curse, I consider to be a blessing, because my disability has given me the ability to perceive and experience life in ways that those born with the ability to see cannot. Being blind is all I’ve ever known, so I’ve only had but one choice in life: adapt or fail to survive.
Young Families, Singles Flocking to Upper East Side; ‘The Memory Is In Their Taste Buds’: The Lure of Sephardic Food; Safra Synagogue Rabbi’s Growing Empire; Sephardic And Egalitarian at B’nai Jeshurun; Giving Voice to Sephardic Music.