Margaritas in Babyl On, Ismir Turkey
I took the hard easy way out. I’ve been searching all the normal places for Jewish life and failing in many ways to… Read More »Margaritas in Babyl On, Ismir Turkey
I took the hard easy way out. I’ve been searching all the normal places for Jewish life and failing in many ways to… Read More »Margaritas in Babyl On, Ismir Turkey
I’m in Odessa. The second homeland of the Jews. I have seen a dozen or so getting off the train from Simferopol. Before I arrived… Read More »No crime in Crimea just emerald water.
Near Bessarabian Market, where Golda Meir was born. Kyiv, Kiev, Kieff.. capital of Old Russia. The city seems small and yet you can keep discovering… Read More »Kiev, Kieff, Kieff
My computer broke down for a bit so I apologize for lack of writing. Here is a little bit about everyday life in Ukraine. In… Read More »Dinners in Ivano-Frankivsk
Rav Sidelnikov and I Last Friday Rabbi Mendy Vogel sat comfortably in his chair in a large well lit room in Queen’s gate London.… Read More »A moment when the soul smiles…
It was 1942, and the Jews from Portugal, Spain and England that escaped persecution by way of Poland were among hundreds of thousands living and… Read More »Ivano-Frankivsk.. or Stanislav of 1942..
I woke up in my clothes with gum on my pants. The bathrooms were dirty and I was running out of clean clothes. There was… Read More »A Ullyssic Journey and a Chance Encounter
The June London air is brisk like a Ukraine mid fall. I stepped out of the airport early in the morning and once having gotten… Read More »GMT
June 13th I’m sitting in the Underground recollecting the differences between US and UK as I bounce up and down, on the uneven tracks attempting… Read More »From Katz to Kingston
Driving through the south, you could drive for what seemed like an eternity from rest stop to rest stop and from town to town. In… Read More »Where the Sweeds Settled