The Tracks We Leave Behind

The Tracks We Leave Behind

When our subdivision was annexed by the city a couple of years ago, all the old streets were dug up to lay new water and sewer lines. It was a mess for many moons, but they finished it up neatly with beautiful new pavement that was smooth, unblemished and pothole...
What Will Happen the Day You Die?

What Will Happen the Day You Die?

Like every rabbi, I have attended to bereaved family members in almost every circumstance of death. Some deaths approach slowly and inevitably, like a train arriving across a plain with a distant horizon. Some deaths burst onto the scene like a balloon popping at...