Some 30 years ago Varda Rotter finished her work with a cancer research team at MIT and returned to Israel. She wanted to continue her work but didn’t have a penny in her pocket. Israel Cancer Research Fund came through for her, giving her a grant that enabled her to start her own research.
She said that ICRF told her: We give you the liberty to work. Go ahead and realize your dream.
Baseball celebrated itself again this week with the All-Star Game, played in Anaheim, and Jewish fans had reason to celebrate. Milwaukee Brewers’ outfielder Ryan Braun, whose father is Israeli, started for the National League. Texas Rangers’ second baseman Ian Kinsler was an American League reserve. First baseman Kevin Youkilis of the Boston Red Sox narrowly missed making the American League roster.
Contrary to popular belief, Yom Kippur is not the saddest day in the Jewish year.
Yom Kippur, a day of judgment, is a solemn day.
Tisha b’Av is the saddest.
The fast day, which starts Monday at sundown, commemorates the destruction of the First Temple and Second Temple, 656 years apart, in ancient Jerusalem. Both sites fell, to the Babylonians and Romans, on the ninth day of Av.
Barcelona may be famous for its elegant and surrealistic architecture, but in summertime all the action is out of doors.
The city has its interior pleasures too, of course, but its museums take second place compared to the allure of its beaches, parks and neighborhoods adorned with Gaudi buildings. (Madrid, in contrast, is an indoor city the way New York is: its top sites are museums, and I once spent a half-hour vainly searching for a park — even just a shady bench — to enjoy a picnic lunch.)
Hebrew swallows Arabic and Russian in Israel! Linguist Elana Shohamy of Tel Aviv University talks about the Israeli government's 'benign neglect' of Arabic and the fate of Yiddish, Russian and other 'language victims.' (In two parts)
Assembly Speaker Sheldon Silver and Assemblymember Helene Weinstein of Brooklyn presented Chevra Hatzalah with a $445,000 capital grant to upgrade its communications dispatch system on July 12, 2010, at the speaker's office in downtown Manhattan.
Our kids had just departed for a month of sleep-away camp. Michael and I were finally alone, and we were ready for adventure, romance, and connection. For our first night, we had it all planned out, something we had never done before:
His and hers dentist appointments.
As Michael sat in one reclining chair, feet up, bibbed, and suctioned, I sat in the next examination room, similarly bedecked. Dr. W put on his four-lens glasses and attempted to relax me:
“I’m just going to take a look, so this won’t hurt yet.”
It was only a month or so ago that Israel’s relationship with the United States government was in serious trouble. First it was the visit of Vice-President Biden to Israel that was marred by Israel’s ill-timed announcement of new housing starts in East Jerusalem. President Obama was said to be furious. Then it was Israel’s handling of the Gaza flotilla that seemed to anger everyone in the world who was awake and breathing at the time.