Sheltering the Soul of the World
Reflections on Rosh Hashanah and a Holocaust Memoir
As I start this post, it’s the first day of Rosh Hashanah, the beginning of the Jewish High Holy Days. I know that not because I’m religiously observant (I’m not), but because my friend Charlene wished me shana tova, “good year,” and then I ran to check the dates. Fall has crept up on me, and so have the Days of Awe.
Rosh Hashanah is not just the Jewish…
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