The Security of The Succah The twelve-hour drive from Toronto for our annual Succot visit with my grandparents left me bruised, battered, and drained by all the fights my sister began with me. (I, of course, never started a fight.) We arrived in 1968, post riots Baltimore. ... Read more...
Rabbi Simcha Weinberg - Oct 08, 2009 [ Spirituality ]
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