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Senator Obama in the Middle East: Part III by Shoshana Bryen in Washington D.C.


Bearing false witness: a compassionate lie
by Sheila Orysiek in San Diego


Two emotional rites in the land of the free by Donald H. Harrison at Camp Pendleton, California


Play is searing indictment of Roosevelt and his 'accomplices' Wise and Rosenman
by Cynthia Citron in Los Angeles

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Awards Given at Hillel Banquet

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A Miracle Conceived and Born Can Yet Become A Mirage

August 1949: Senior (Negebod) Pioneer Women

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Senator Obama in the Middle East: Part III

By Shoshana Bryen

WASHINGTON, D.C.— It is complicated to be present in Jerusalem and talk both to Israelis and Palestinians about the future of the city. It requires timing and scripting to ensure that no one is angry when you leave. Sen. Obama worked hard at it.

In Ramallah, in a very big switch from Iraq where he divulged the contents of his private meeting with Prime Minister al Maliki to reporters, Sen. Obama left it to an unnamed Palestinian Authority official, reportedly in the room with the Senator and Abu Mazen, to report, "He assured us there was a misunderstanding when he said in [June] he supports the Israelis' rights to hold on to Jerusalem. He told us he corrected this right away and that he supports a negotiated settlement that will give the Palestinians territory." Sen. Obama retains the ability to characterize it later as he chooses.

He visited the Western Wall at 5:45 in the morning just before he left the country. He wasn't sneaking it in, exactly - his minions brought campaign signs and hung them along the police barricades that line the outer section of the plaza (not very respectful). But it was clever. Doing it quietly and after Ramallah meant he didn't have to explain to Abu Mazen a public, crowd-filled and happy visit to Judaism's holiest site, possibly interpreted as approval of Israeli stewardship. And he didn't have to worry about Israeli or American protesters. By the time the event was public, he and the media had moved on to the Victory Column in Berlin and happy German crowds. The visit to the Western Wall exists only in images, and the images can be used as the candidate chooses.

Where he was specific, he was, again, interesting. "As a practical matter, it would be very difficult to execute" a division of Jerusalem, he said. Is the practical difficulty the only reason Sen. Obama would not re-divide Jerusalem? If it was important, if there was a moral imperative, it would actually not be difficult to divide Jerusalem - ask the Jordanians. Ask the Russians how hard it was to build a wall in Berlin in 1961 - and why it was so important for President Kennedy to go there when it went up, and for President Reagan to go there to demand that it come down.

The moral imperative for Jerusalem is on the side of no division at all, and in a moment of candor, Senator Obama said so. "And I think that it is smart for us to, to work through a system in which everybody has access to the extraordinary religious sites in Old Jerusalem, but that Israel has a legitimate claim on that city."

Then leave the city alone.

Right now, for the only time in a millennium, Muslims, Christians and Jews have access to the "extraordinary religious sites" and Israel's "legitimate claim" is preserved. What is holy about Jerusalem is not in its sovereign ruler. For Jews, Jerusalem was holy when the Romans ruled, when the Christians ruled, when the Ottomans ruled and when the British ruled. But as a practical matter, only when Jews rule and ruled, are the Jews there by right, not by the sufferance of others. As a practical matter, only when Jews had and have sovereignty is the legitimate claim of Israel to Old Jerusalem, which Sen. Obama recognized, defended.

Bryen is special projects director for the Jewish Institute for National Security Affairs

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Bearing false witness; a compassionate lie

SAN DIEGO—Attending Torah Study for the last three years has brought to my attention the 613 Mitzvot an observant Jew should strive to practice.  After contemplating that task it occurred to me that successfully fulfilling all 613 was probably not something I had much of a chance accomplishing so I decided to start with the Ten Commandments. 

Last year the Commandment against “bearing false witness” engendered a lively discussion in Torah Study concerning whether this prohibition was absolute or is a lie – a “white” lie to save someone from pain - ever acceptable.  As people gave examples as to what might qualify as acceptable, I had no problem thinking of one such example, but it was difficult for me to share it with a group, so I kept silent.  But I can write about it.

For several years my family faced economic problems which started when I was nine years old.  Though young, I was fully aware that my father had lost his job in an economic downturn and we had a newly born infant.  As the weeks went by my mother could no longer give me a coin for a snack at recess in school and when the ice cream truck came down the street I ran into the house so I wouldn’t have to watch as the other children ate their popsicles. 

At the beginning of the school year my mother wasn’t able to buy me new clothes so she spent many evenings altering my clothes from the previous year to fit my growth.  I never invited a friend into the house because we couldn’t spare any milk and there were no cookies to offer and I ran out of excuses as to why the refrigerator was so empty.  My ninth birthday party had been planned and then had to be canceled but I understood why and knew I had to help in any way I could to conserve the family’s resources.  I never spoke of it outside of the home.

Sometimes at school, however, it was difficult.  My fourth grade class was selected that year by the PTA to be in charge of the school bake sale.  The teacher gave us a notice to take home about the bake sale and asked that it be brought back signed by a parent as an agreement to participate.  I knew that my mother would have great difficulty putting together the ingredients to bake a cake and I had originally intended to “forget” to give the notice to her, but when we were told it had to come back signed that was no longer an option.  Also, since the birth of the baby my mother’s recovery had been painful and she was still tired most of the time.  It was with a heavy heart and very slow footsteps that I made my way home from school with that bake sale notice.

I handed the notice without a word to my mother.  Several minutes later she said “Maybe in two weeks I can save up enough ingredients to make a cake.”  She didn’t want me to be the only child to arrive empty handed on the day of the bake sale.  Over the following days my mother put aside the ingredients and when she discovered a can of pineapple slices in a forgotten corner of a cupboard she decided to make a pineapple upside down cake; a family favorite.

The day before the bake sale my mother and I pushed the heavy old fashioned baby carriage six long blocks to the market (and back) to buy fresh milk for the cake.  We couldn’t afford the extra bus fare and our car languished in front of the house because the insurance premium had not been paid.  My father was busy riding buses around the city looking for work.  That evening, already tired from a strenuous day, my mother put the baby to sleep and completed her household chores.  I lay in bed and I could hear her downstairs in the kitchen mixing up the cake using milk, eggs, butter and sugar which had been taken from our meals.

After baking my mother waited late into the night in the kitchen until the cake had cooled and then she wrapped it in waxed paper and set it in a box.  Tissue paper was crammed into the corners to keep the cake from sliding about and then the box was tied with string.  I never heard her when she finally went to bed; I was long since fast asleep.

The next morning I carried my school bag filled with books in one arm and the cake in the other.  Over night it had rained and then frozen to a hard crust which made the sidewalks slick so I walked the several blocks to school very, very carefully.  I tried to avoid the other children so they wouldn’t cause me to drop the cake and I was relieved when I finally handed it to the ladies overseeing the bake sale in the gym.  Long tables had been set up which were filled with cakes and cookies of all kinds and the school principal, Mr. Wolfe, was there with his wife who was smiling and chatting as she decided which cake to buy. 

At recess time I ran over to the gym to see what had happened to the cake. The other children were buying cookies and cup cakes for a snack, but I had some bread and jelly from home so I just watched.  Approximately half of the cakes had been sold.  My mother’s pineapple upside down cake was still there and I thought that it looked really beautiful.  At lunch time I went home to eat and then ran back to school and again went into the gym. By now most of the cakes had been sold but the pineapple upside down cake was still sitting on the table.  I couldn’t imagine why no one had bought it yet, it looked so tempting to me with its brown sugar coating and yellow rings of fruit.

When school was over that day I went a final time to the gym.  The ladies were putting on their coats and the janitor had taken up all of the folding tables but one.  On the last long table, all by itself was the pineapple upside down cake.  No one had bought it.  One of the ladies offered it to the janitor but he shook his head.  Another lady said, “I don’t want it either.  It looks too sweet and goopy.”  To my horror the janitor scooped up the cake and threw it into a trash can.  I was truly shocked and fought tears all the way home.  But before I walked in the door I carefully wiped those tears away.

My mother was in the kitchen holding the baby and making supper at the same time.  “Well,” she asked “how did it go?  Did everyone like the cake I baked?” 

I put on a big smile and told her: “Everyone loved it!  The principal’s wife, Mrs. Wolfe, bought it first thing!” 

My mother beamed with happiness.  I ran upstairs to my bedroom and stood by the window looking out across the frosty rooftops. I had told a lie, which I knew was wrong, but remembering my mother’s big smile I was glad of my lie.  I’ve never told anyone the truth of that event, until now. 

I have no regrets.

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Two emotional rites in the land of the free

By Donald H. Harrison

CAMP PENDLETON, California—Running 17.1 miles along prime California coastal property and stretching inland about 13 miles to the town of Fallbrook, this irregularly-shaped, 125,000-acre military installation at the northern end of San Diego County bespeaks the American dream of people of diverse cultures being brought together in a process that some describe as a melting pot, others as a chef’s salad, and still other’s as an artful brew.

History records the exact year the process began: 1769.  That was when an expedition through “Alta California” led by the soldier Gaspar de Portolá came across two Shoshonean children at death’s door.  One was an infant at its mother’s breast; the other a small child who had been badly burned. Unable to help them medically, Father Francisco Gómez baptized the infant, naming her “Maria Magdalena” and Father Juan Crespi baptized the child, naming her “Margarita” in the belief that the rite would help the children find peace in heaven.   The latter child was named in honor of the same Catholic saint—Santa Margarita—for whom the expedition also named the picturesque stretch of land, where the Marine Corps base is now located.

Just north of Camp Pendleton, in neighboring Orange County, is the coastal town of San Clemente. Two hundred years after this baptism, it became an internationally-known village because U.S. President Richard M. Nixon had chosen it as the location for his “Western White House.”   Had the Nixon presidency survived—had Watergate not forced his resignation in 1974—the grounds of the Western White House today might be a public monument.  Instead the land was sold to residential land developers, the traces of its association with American power quite obliterated.

Over this last weekend, on a cliff perhaps two miles north of the site of the old Western White House and perhaps equidistant from the site of that first baptism, Nancy and I attended a wedding that was a demonstration of the American mixing process.  The following day, we went to Fallbrook, on the eastern side of this great military installation, to attend a celebration for a brand new U.S. citizen.

In each case, I am here withholding the identities of the celebrants—for their own reasons, which are private. However, I could not help but reflect on the ways that cultures and religions inter-penetrate each other in this land of freedom, for which the Marine Corps personnel based here are ever-ready to risk, and to sacrifice, their lives.

The groom was Jewish, the bride Christian.  A tallit was placed on four poles and the wedding was held under its shade.  In a lovely ceremony common in Christian weddings, the bride formally presented a bouquet to the groom’s mother, and likewise the groom presented a bouquet to his bride’s mother—a simple, but meaningful gesture, in appreciation for the roles these two mothers had played in raising each of the wedding’s two principals.

Then, the two fathers, who had been deputized for the day as deputy clerks by the Orange County Clerk. presided over the ceremony, in which the couple read vows to each other.  As part of this ceremony, they signed an inter-faith “ketubah,” which was witnessed by their parents. They drank from a wine glass, which the groom carefully wrapped in a napkin, and smashed underfoot.  I am told that the couple will have the shards converted into an art work for display in their home near their beautiful ketubah. 

The reception that followed was at a friend’s multi-level home in San Clemente, where as a special token to their parents, the couple presented to them miniature copies of the large ketubah, both of which were subsequently signed like the original.  As the couple had honored their mothers with the bouquets, now they were honoring both their parents with the ketubot.  The gesture brought a lump to my throat.

The following day at a flag-festooned ranch home in Fallbrook, a hillside community known for the avocado groves that make this area a paradise for guacamole lovers, we toasted a man who, as a Jew born in Iran, had been required to take a Muslim-sounding name.  His Jewish name, “Shimon,” was not accepted by the Iranian authorities, so he went through life with another name.  

He came to the United States, married a widow of Norwegian descent who previously had converted to Judaism, and flourished in the freedom that is America’s.  When, at last, he decided to become a naturalized U.S. citizen, he made a parallel decision that bespoke the promise of this country. As an American, he decided, he would take back his Jewish name—although he would slightly Americanize it.  As of now, and forevermore, his name is Simon.

For the most part, the gifts that were brought to the party reflected its “patriotic” theme. Red, white and blue clothing; CDs of patriotic American and Jewish music, and books on American history were among these presents. 

The best gifts, by far, were the ones that “Simon” and the newlywed couple gave to the guests fortunate enough to attend their events.  Both occasions reinforced for Nancy and me what America—beyond all the flag-waving, the speeches, and the chauvinism—really is all about. 

It is a place that allows us to be ourselves, or to change ourselves, to hold onto cherished customs, or to blend them with others.  It is a place where, so long as our choices do not impinge upon other people’s freedoms, there will be widespread acceptance of our right to believe and to act as we want.   Such is life in this blessed land of freedom.

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Play is searing indictment of Roosevelt and his 'accomplices' Wise and Rosenman

By Cynthia Citron

LOS ANGELES-For most American Jews in the 1930s and ‘40s, Franklin Delano Roosevelt ranked second only to The Big Guy Himself in their pantheon of heroes.  Certainly his innovations in bringing the country out of the Depression, his handling of the war, and his personal charisma were instrumental in inspiring and uniting the citizenry—or at least the Democratic portion of it.  And in those days the press was so respectful of his privacy that most Americans were not even aware that he had been crippled by polio as a young man and forever after conducted his affairs from a wheelchair.

It was some 50 years after his death before his many flirtations and reputed sexual alliances became subjects for public discussion, as well as, more importantly, the role he played in denying assistance and refuge to the Jews of Europe during the Holocaust.  As one of his contemporaries remarked at the time, “You must remember that FDR was brought up in a world where it was perfectly acceptable to be anti-Semitic.”  And Henry Morgenthau, Jr., FDR’s Jewish Secretary of the Treasury and long-time friend noted that FDR had once told him, “America is a Protestant country.  Catholics and Jews are here by sufferance.”

Now, in a powerful and gripping new play, The Accomplices by Bernard Weinraub, long-time reporter for The New York Times, this shameful period in American history is examined through the eyes of a passionate young Zionist named Peter Bergson.  Born Hillel Kook, nephew of the man who became Israel’s first Chief Rabbi, Bergson changed his name in 1940 when he came to America to seek aid for European Jewry.  A dedicated warrior from the underground resistance movement in Palestine, Bergson was shocked to discover that neither the American government nor the American Jewish community was willing to help.  The Accomplices is based on real events that took place between 1940 and 1944.

Chief among those in Roosevelt’s government at that time who blocked the immigration of Jewish refugees was Assistant Secretary of State Breckinridge Long, who had jurisdiction over “immigration and refugee problems” during World War II.  Knowing that 85% of Americans were against increasing immigration, he protested, “We can’t let in every shopkeeper in Europe!”  He then proceeded to issue orders to his consulates to delay all immigration requests and to “put every obstacle in the way and to require additional evidence and to resort to various administrative devices which would postpone and postpone and postpone the granting of visas.”  Under his direction, rescue attempts were obstructed, immigration was drastically restricted, and the figures recording the number of refugees admitted were falsified, so that by the end of the war it was revealed that some 90 percent of the quota places available to immigrants from countries under German and Italian control were never filled.  And, according to a censorious report written at the time, President Roosevelt was aware of and apparently complicit in this heinous activity.

But American Jews were no help, either.  As Bergson discovered, Rabbi Stephen Wise, “the most powerful Jew in America” and head of the American Jewish Congress, was advising that the Jews lay low: “Don’t shout; don’t call attention to ourselves,” he said.  “The country hates Jews.  This can’t be a war to save the Jews.  It has to be a war to save all people.  To end the slaughter we have to win the war.”  Later, when Wise learned that two million European Jews had been exterminated, he called a press conference to say that the State Department had had this information three months earlier and had done nothing, to which the State Department replied that they hadn’t believed the “rumors” and had to wait until the information could be confirmed.  The New York Times, to their everlasting disgrace, ran the story of the two million deaths as a small blurb at the bottom of page 10.

Discovering that he couldn’t appeal to the Jews, Bergson sought the help of Gentiles.  Surprisingly, one of the people who helped was William Randolph Hearst, who Bergson called “a good goy.”  Eventually, with the help of Jewish playwright Ben Hecht, Bergson’s efforts began to be more visible.  While Hecht wrote a series of perspicacious full-page ads to martial public opinion, Bergson arranged for a series of rallies at venues like Madison Square Garden to attack FDR and the government for their failure to act on behalf of the Jews of Europe.  Some 40,000 people attended the rally at the Garden, while 20,000 more gathered outside.  Shamefully, Wise’s role in these activities was to alert J. Edgar Hoover and the FBI about the upcoming political gatherings and to try to get Bergson to cancel the ad campaign.  “You don’t know how vulnerable we are,” he insisted.

The Accomplices is a powerful political diatribe, a trenchant play about a desperate time.  While physically static and overly preachy in tone, it is intelligent, emotionally charged, and well constructed.  What’s more, the incidents ring true.  Director Deborah LaVine has wrought stirring and affecting performances from her 11-person cast, most especially from Steven Schub who dominates the stage with his fine, intense performance as Peter Bergson.  James Harper has the accent and mannerisms down pat as the manipulative FDR, and Brian Carpenter as the indifferent Breckinridge Long is satisfyingly odious.  The always excellent Morlan Higgins successfully portrays the tormented, waffling Stephen Wise, and Dennis Gersten plays both the narcissistic Ben Hecht as well as the timid, fawning, Henry Morgenthau. 

Also prominent in the cast is Gregory G. Giles as Samuel Rosenman, a somewhat self-hating Jew who served as special counsel and major speech-writer for FDR, Cheryl Dooley as Laura Houghteling, FDR’s stubbornly opinionated cousin who rails against letting in more immigrants, and William Dennis Hurley as Samuel Merlin, Bergson’s Romanian fellow-activist.  Rounding out the cast are Kirsten Kollender and Donne McRae as the sympathetic secretaries of Bergson and Long, respectively, and Stephen Marshall as Officer Brian and John Pehle.

The useful set, manipulated expeditiously by the speedy movement of chairs and a desk, morphs into the offices of the various participants; it was designed by Travis Gale Lewis.  The ever-present Shon LeBlanc (designer of more than 300 productions in the L.A. area) provided the effective clothing design, Ken Booth provided the lighting design, and David B. Marling was responsible for the sound design.

The Accomplices premiered in New York in 2007 and won a Drama Desk Award nomination for Best New Play.  This current production is its West Coast premiere.  It will continue at the Fountain Theatre, 5060 Fountain Avenue, in Los Angeles, Thursday, Fridays, and Saturdays at 8 p.m. and Sundays at 2 through August 24th.  Call (323) 663-1525 for reservations.

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JWV and Auxiliaries Convention Held
From Southwestern Jewish Press, July 1949, page 8

The Department of California Jewish War Veterans of the United States, Post and Auxiliaries Convention was held at Arrowhead Springs Hotel, San Bernardino, Friday, Saturday and Sunday, June 17th, 18th and 19th. About 25 delegates, headed by Nixie Kern, attended from the local Auxiliary.  President Kern reported that a very wonderful program was presented and the business sessions very gratifying.  Officers were elected for the coming year.  The present incumbent, Joe Solomon, as re-elected for the Post and Ann Wager succeeded Jean Edelstein as Department President of the Auxiliaries.  Jean Spatz, of Auxiliary 185, San Diego, was appointed Department Chief of Staff succeeding Eleanor Smith in that capacity.  The delegates were privileged to see a preview of the new picture, “Home of the Brave,” with the producer as guest speaker.

Awards Given at Hillel Banquet
From Southwestern Jewish Press, July 1949, page 9

The Hillel Conselorship at San Diego State College wound up its successful activities for the past school year with its second annual awards banquet on Sunday night, June 12, at the Chi Chi Club. The dinner was attended by a record number of Hillel members, their parents and community in general and the B’nai B’rith organization in its various affiliates in particular. The main speaker, Rabbi Morton E. Kaufman, associate director of the Hillel Council at U.C.L.A., delivered a deeply stirring address on the concept of “The Religious Man in Our Time.”

A beautiful Chanukah menorah was donated to the Hillel unit by the Birdie Stodel Chapter of B’nai B’rtih.  MR. William Schwartz, president of Lasker Lodge, announced the winners of the various awards.  The Abram L. Sachar trophy together with the Douglas Key, went to Larry Solomon for his work as student president of Hillel during the past year.  Jack Berliner received the $25.00 Kay Kraus Work Scholarship, as editor of the “Hillel News.”  These two awards were made by Mr. and Mrs. Morrie Kraus, the donors.

Four beautiful gold cups for outstanding work on behalf of Hillel were awarded to Marilyn Schissell, recording secretary; Maynard Hurwitz, treasurer; Jean Schwartz, program chairman, and Joe Greaves, associated member of Hillel, chairman of the intercultural committee.  These four merit cups were donated by Mr. and Mrs. Kantor, Mr. and Mrs. Wosk, Jacobson’s Clothier, and by an anonymous friend.  Other awards were received by Arline Blumer, Jerry Jaffe, Evelyn Mrisky, Elaine Glasser, Ben Rosenthal, Esther Weitzman, Barbara Solomon, Barbara Feinberg, Morrie Frankson, Polly Tavss, Ed Millsberg, Max Gendleman, Bert Epsten, Sylvia Winiki and David Krinitski.

A Miracle Conceived and Born Can Yet Become A Mirage
From Southwestern Jewish Press, August 1949, page 2

On Thursday evening, July 28th, at Beth Jacob Center, at a meeting that was opened by Pearl Zwick, led in prayer by Eleanor Gordon, Acting President of Senior Pioneer Women Betty Gendleman introduced Mrs. Eva Checkaway, West Coast filed representative of the Pioneer Women’s Organization.

Mrs. Checkaway held her audience of local Junior (Shoshana) and Senior (Megebod) Pioneer Women and their men folks entranced, which she gave them a first hand, vivid report on the 11th Annual Convention of Pioneer Women.  Named “Freedom Convention,” it was held recently in the Town Hall in the City of Philadelphia.

In giving the highlights, Mrs. Checkaway told of the awed and hushed silence of a town hall filled to overflowing when Golda Myerson, Israel’s Minister of Labor and Reconstruction, arose to address the assembly and of the thunderous applause that shook the House at the conclusion of her talk.

She told of the thrill of hearing a roll-call of the six hundred delegates of the Pioneer Women.

Keynote of the Convention was the emphasis put on Youth. The crying need of new, fresh, young blood to carry on both here in the local organizations, and capable youth to train and teach the shattered refugees in Israel and elsewhere.

In closing, Mrs. Checkaway reported that the message Golda Myerson told the delegates to take back to their homes was to remind them that all they can not, dare not, sit back and be complacent.  If they do that, then the dream, the precious dream that the Halutzim dared only to think about in their innermost hearts and souls, hoping and working but hardly expecting t see it come true; that dram having truly been conceived and born, would become only a mirage.

That this baby, though strong and lusty, and making great strides, is still but a babe, and as mothers and fathers know, a child needs great care and nourishment until he can say “Today I am a man.” 

In honor of Mrs. Eva Checkaway, Eleanor Gordon presided at a luncheon and Oneg Shabbat given in her honor Saturday afternoon, July 30.  As always, Mrs. Gordon was a most gracious hostess.

Senior (Negebod) Pioneer Women
From Southwestern Jewish Press, August 1949, page 2

By Lee Sporken

Final plans have been made for our Rummage Sale which will be held at 3047 National Avenue, August 19t.  Contributions for the Rummage Sale will be gratefully accepted at the Beth Jacob Center, 3206 Myrtle Avenue.

We want to tell you mothers who read this, that that great bugaboo, the eternal everyday worry, “what to cook for today,” need not trouble you on Sunday, August 29, 1949.

Just bundle up your family in the Ford, Cheve (sic, Chevy) , or Lincoln or use the facilities of our San Diego buses and bring them to Pepper Grove in Balboa Park.  The Senior (Negebod) Pioneer Women will be glad to serve you there.

Chavera Eleanor Gordon as chairman, and Chavera Rose Abrams, hercapable co-chairman, promise you will not be disappointed.  Floating around are such words as Borscht, Blintzes, Baked Fish—sounds good!

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Sunday, July 27, 2008 (Vol. 2, No. 179)

Senator Obama in the Middle East: Part II
by Shoshana Bryen in Washington, D.C.
China: A link in the Jewish diaspora by Cynthia Citron in Los Angeles
A biblical lesson in setting priorities
by Rabbi Leonard Rosenthal
'Phantom' is ba-a-ack, and she's loving' it by Carol Davis in San Diego
How love conquers even humongous birds by Donald H. Harrison in San Diego
A bissel sports trivia with Bruce Lowitt
in Clearwater, Florida
Adventures in San Diego Jewish History
June 1949:
Ladies’ Auxiliary S.D. Post No. 185 J.W.V. of the U.S.
June 1949: Tifereth Israel Sisterhood
June 1949: Women’s Chapter, Samuel I. Fox Lodge
June 1949: Registration Opens for Day Camp
June 1949: Alpha Phi Pi

Friday-Saturday, July 25-26, 2008 (Vol. 2, No. 178)

Middle East
Senator Obama in the Middle East: Part I
by Shoshana Bryen in Washington D.C.
Israel's embarassments: Katsav, Olmert
by Ira Sharkansky in Jerusalem
San Diego/ Sports
Maccabi Games: 'portals' for Jewish youth
by Donald H. Harrison in La Jolla, California
San Diego Jewish Trivia: Sports
by Evelyn Kooperman in San Diego
Chapter 18 of Reluctant Martyr, a serialized novel by Sheila Orysiek
Adventures in San Diego Jewish History
—June 1949:Welfare Society Adds New Service
—June 1949: J.C.R.A by Anna Brooks
—June 1949: Daughter Born to Rabbi and Mrs. Stern
—June 1949:Ida Nasatir on Speaking Tour
—June 1949: Poale Zion

Thursday, July 24, 2008 (Vol. 2, No. 177)

The Arts
Former Navy base bursts with creativity
by Donald H. Harrison in San Diego
Thursdays with the Songs of Hal Wingard
#71, The Magic of Love
#125, Camaraderie
Author believes Israel's salvation is secular
by Fred Reiss in Winchester, California
Adventures in San Diego Jewish History

June 1949:Shevous Services Feature Confirmations
June 1949:Leaders Spur Activities to Complete 1949 Fund Drive
June 1949:Hillel Awards Interfaith Scholarships at San Diego State College
June 1949:Developing Youth Leadership

Wednesday, July 23, 2008 (Vol. 2, No. 176)

Middle East
Key to Mideast peace not change among the Israelis but among the Palestinians
by Shoshana Bryen in Washington D.C.
A Roundup of Jewish news of Australia by Garry Fabian
Jewish scholar sees softening attitudes among Jews towards 'Messianic Jews'
Alarm about Messianic Jews
—Star studded line-up for Sydney Jewish Writer Festival
—Makor Jewish Resource Library to expand
—Courage to Care - A tool to fight racism and prejudice
—Should Shoah education be made compulsory?
—From Jakarta to Perth
—Jewish Community Chatfest
—South African Community continues consolidation

Adventures in San Diego Jewish History

April 1949: Caravan of Hope Arrives April 11th
May 1949: Fund Leaders Attend Celebration of First Anniversary of the Republic of Israel
May 1949: Hadassah
May 1949: Beth Jacob Auxiliary
May 1949: Nu? by Red Borscht
May 1949: Ceremony May 30 {Decoration Day}
May 1949: Personality of the Week (Levi Eshkol)
A lesbian comes out to the Orthodox followers of her father, the Rav
by David Strom in San Diego
Israel's history, geography, customs for preschoolers before the High Holidays by Donald H. Harrison

Tuesday, July 22, 2008 (Vol. 2, No. 175)

Middle East
U.S. should heed Israeli lesson in Lebanon
by Ira Sharkansky in Jerusalem
Some questions Obama should ask Abbas
by Shoshana Bryen in Washington D.C.
The New York Times & 9th Commandment by Sheila Orysiek in San Diego
San Diego/Arts
Strom's klezmer hero helps save Pinsk by Donald H. Harrison in San Diego
Adventures in San Diego Jewish History

April 1949:Our Policy
April 1949:Introducing Our Columnists by Lewis Solomon and Ray Solomon
April 1949:Leaders Herald Return of Jewish Press
April 1949: United Jewish Fund Campaign For $309,000 to Open This Week
Cane-raising at 60th college reunion by Natasha Josefowitz, Ph.D

Monday, July 21, 2008 (Vol. 2, No. 174)

'Never Give In' is Arlen Specter's credo
by Sheila Orysiek in San Diego
San Diego
San Diego, Tijuana to join in worldwide salute to Tel Aviv's 100th anniversary
by Donald H. Harison in San Diego
Adventures in San Diego Jewish History

August 7, 1947: Week at Palomar Closes Program
August 7, 1947: Letter from Albert Hutler to Ray Solomon
April 1949: Cavalcade To Trace Record of Lasker Lodge
April 1949: J.W.B. Returns to San Diego

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