Remembering to remember.

I'm lost in the new parent time warp. Completely forgot that Yom HaZicaron started last night until we heard the siren from my hospital room. Watched many of the nurses and patients stand still in the corridor while the Arabs and Charedis went about their ways.  Yom HaZicaron has the potential to take on a... Continue Reading →

A small community Yom HaZicaron.

A small community Yom HaZicaron tekes is unlike the others I've been to in Israel. There is something about it. Maybe it sounds strange, but it's almost like the smallness makes it more intense. At the kotel or Rabin square, you know why you are there... Or you feel the obvious magnitude of the occasion.... Continue Reading →

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