Musings Of A Shliach From Montana When you find yourself standing before a soul on fire, crying from the essence of their neshamah, it’s impossible not to be moved. This past Shabbos in shul I shared a story from a few years back about Rabbi Zale Newman of Toronto arranging a funeral for a local […]
Musings Of A Shliach From Montana Compared to most dads, I’m around a lot. I do the early morning shift, I do one school drop-off/pickup, I’m home for dinner every night, and I do bedtime with Menny. Yet, with five kids and lehavdil two dogs, Chavie and I divvy up our operation, and she spends […]
On Sunday, I drove my kids for the first time this season to their ski lesson at Bridger Bowl, our local ski area. It was 31 degrees outside, about 80 degrees warmer than last Sunday, and the roads had just enough black ice to slip and slide like a bobsled. Yet, as I drove through […]
Musings Of A Shliach From Montana While it’s hard to get away from Bozeman and all the activity that goes on there, Chavie and I try to get away at least twice a year with the kids for some much-needed family time. It’s a healthy way to keep our family in focus and get a […]
I am currently away on a two-week family trip overseas. Perhaps at some point, I will write about our adventure, but today I want to take the time to write about something that’s been on my mind for a while now, and I hope will bring about the much-needed change among Klal Yisrael or at […]