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Friday, May 9 Israel at 60 talk by Eyal Dagan
Saturday, May 17 Tifereth Israel Synagogue—Dizengoff Night
VIEW FROM JINSA
King Abdullah points out Rice's folly
By Shoshana Bryen
 WASHINGTON, D.C.—Go King! Excuse the familiarity to royalty, but King Abdullah II of Jordan's frank assessment of Secretary of State Rice's latest visit to the region just begs a cheer.
Reports have it that Dr. Rice is pushing Israel hard to agree to withdraw from 95 percent of the West Bank. In exchange, she offers American "security commitments" and claims agreement from Palestinian National Authority President Abu Mazen to "end the conflict" and concede the Palestinian demand for the so-called "right of return."
According to Middle East Newsline (MENL), however, "Officials said the proposed U.S. package has been rejected by Abbas [Abu Mazen]. They said Abbas, who underwent a heart procedure, has threatened to quit rather than agree to Ms. Rice's demands." And, according to MENL, "Ms. Rice was said to have also been rebuffed by Jordan's King Abdullah. Officials said Abdullah warned that Abbas would be killed within days of agreeing to the U.S. proposal, and the West Bank would be taken over by Hamas."
Could there be a better synopsis of the situation? Is there any way an American Secretary of State can fail to understand the potential for disaster? Abu Mazen's hold on power and his life are not tied to the further removal of Israeli checkpoints or quality-of-life issues for the Palestinian people. His future is directly tied to maintaining the Palestinian hard line. He is not empowered to give up the "right or return" on behalf of other Palestinians or decide to "end the conflict." He has no control of Gaza and not much in the West Bank (sorry, Gen. Dayton). A Hamas ouster of Abu Mazen/Fatah - short work if the IDF leaves the territories - would directly threaten Jordan, one of our best regional allies. The Palestinian terrorist/liberationist movement fully intends to "liberate" Jordan from Hashemite rule. The fact that Hamas is supported by Iran is a further threat to Sunni, moderate, pro-Western Jordan.
His Majesty understands the region; Dr. Rice does not.
Which brings up those American "security commitments." JINSA totally, completely and utterly opposes substituting American "security commitments" for the right and obligation of a sovereign state to secure itself and its people. An agreement Israel enters with the Palestinians, the Syrians or anyone else should be fully enforceable and manageable by the parties involved. Monitoring an agreed-upon peace by outsiders might work in the vast spaces of the Sinai Desert, but the failures of UNIFIL in Lebanon should make the United States wary of entangling itself in disputed and heavily populated territories and make Israel wary of the same thing.
And, do those "security commitments" extend to Jordan? Are we offering the King American troops on his western border to complement those on his east? Why should he find that comforting?
The administration is seeking its legacy in the wrong place (the Secretary should be camped out in Baghdad, not Jerusalem), and balancing a very bad idea on two very weak reeds. King Abdullah, it appears, is calling the straight shot. Go King!
Sunday, May 18 Community Israel Independence Celebration
FROM THE SIDELINES
Oh, Canada! Do you honestly think that Jerusalem is not a real part of Israel?
By Rabbi Dow Marmur
 TORONTO, Canada—I've just come back from a few months stay in Jerusalem. I assumed I had been in Israel, but a decision by Canada's Department of Foreign Affairs suggests otherwise.
The department turned down a request by Eliyahu Yoshua Veffer of Winnipeg to list his birthplace on his Canadian passport as "Jerusalem, Israel." Like other countries, Canada doesn't recognize Jerusalem as being in Israel, even though Israelis consider it to be their capital.
That's also why foreign embassies have their offices outside Jerusalem, which forces ambassadors to spend a lot of time on the highway. The city is the seat of Israel's parliament, government and related offices. When they need to speak to someone who matters, they have to travel to Jerusalem.
Should a leader wish to accept reality and move the embassy of his country to Jerusalem, all hell may break loose at home. Joe Clark's loss of the 1980 general election may have been at least partly due to his proposal to move the Canadian embassy to Jerusalem.
The matter goes back to November 1947, when the UN General Assembly recommended that the British mandate over Palestine be replaced by two states, one Jewish, one Arab. It also decreed that Jerusalem would be outside both and under international administration.
The Jews accepted the recommendation, the Arabs rejected it. When Israel was proclaimed in May 1948, it was attacked by Arab armies. One of the fiercest battles was over Jerusalem. When the fighting stopped, the western part of the city became part of the state of Israel, which declared it its capital. East Jerusalem, including the Old City and the West Bank, came under Jordanian rule.
On the eve of the 1967 Six Day War, the government of Israel pleaded with Jordan not to attack. Its king refused. After Israel's victory, both East Jerusalem and the West Bank came under Israeli rule and Jews could again visit their holy places.
The bureaucratic refusal to regard Jerusalem as Israel may be formally correct, since the original United Nations decision has never been rescinded, but it's practically unrealistic, because de facto Jerusalem is the capital of the Jewish state and nowadays regarded as such around the world, irrespective of what governments may say.
For me, like for countless others, Jerusalem has magic and meaning beyond words. But my religious commitment doesn't depend on how much territory it occupies. Precisely because I love it so much, and even though I know that Jews were there before others who now claim it as theirs, I accept that Palestinians, too, should have a share in it.
I am, therefore, among those who believe that for the sake of peace, the city could be divided again. If the Palestinians want to call its part Al-Quds and proclaim it as their capital, Jews should learn to live with it – on condition, of course, that access to the holy places of all faiths remains totally free.
Many say that this isn't realistic. Israel's withdrawal from Gaza two years ago, which carried the prospect of peace, has brought Iran, through its proxy Hamas, to Israel's borders. Israeli withdrawal from East Jerusalem may lead to something similar. That's why Israel may now have to hold its nose and negotiate with Hamas. Even then, however, the question of Jerusalem can only be resolved after all other matters have been dealt with.
Whatever it says in Veffer's passport and wherever Canada's embassy may be located, Jerusalem is and will remain Israel's capital.
Wednesday, May 28 JFS~Ellen Saks lecture on mental illness
REFLECTIONS Yom Ha'atzma'ut
The day that Israel became a nation
By Sheila Orysiek
 SAN DIEGO—The day Israel became an independent nation I heard the news with the ears and the perspective of a six year old. I had no conception of the historic significance, but I did feel the emotional impact upon the adults around me. They were awed by the marvel of it; no shouting for joy - or even laughter - their awe silenced them. The two thousand year old prayer had been answered. There was nothing to say - no words could suffice. To think that we - of all the generations - were the ones blessed to witness this was overwhelming.
My family was sitting in my grandmother’s living room listening to the large wooden radio as the news came on in Yiddish. As usual I had to be hushed so the adults could hear - and what they heard rendered them speechless. After long, long moments of silence someone whispered “We have an Israel.” Saying that took nothing away from their love and loyalty for America. They were all proud citizens of the United States, both native and naturalized; the country without which all of them and/or their parents would have been killed.
Four of them had been in America’s Armed Forces in the recently concluded Second World War - three seeing battle - one even before he became a citizen after desperately trying to rescue his aged parents from the gas chambers in which they were murdered. Another rose to the rank of major in the United States Army. The fourth was in the WAVES. My father had been an Air Raid Warden patrolling the blacked out streets of the neighborhood in which we lived. Others had donated blood for the soldiers and had collected scrap metal. Their prayers had risen along with everyone else’s for America’s victory.
But this was different; this rebirth of Israel was the answer to a different prayer. It was a miracle. It meant that a Jew could go to the land where his ancient ancestors had lived and freely state “I am a Jew.” To be part of a majority was a breathtaking thought - a Jewish government - not possible for the past two thousand years.
There wouldn’t be a “Jew” quota to enter a university, or a business that didn’t hire Jews, or a neighborhood covenant to keep Jews out. A hotel, a country club or a bank wouldn’t refuse service because one was a Jew. No yellow stars sewn on clothing or numbers tattooed on an arm. No tip-toeing around afraid to antagonize an unpredictable majority and no necessity for a “court Jew” to plead for last minute reprieve or rescue.
A Jew wouldn’t have to doff his hat or step aside because he was considered a lesser “breed” or pay a special tax to a Muslim despot. No ghetto within view of the Pope’s window so he could keep an eye on “his” Jews. No proclamations to convert or die; no expulsions to convert or leave. One wouldn’t have to cross the street so as not to walk in front of a church or mosque and risk what that entailed. No Jewish victim forced to stand at the top of the church steps so he could be thrown down those steps as “penance” at Easter time. No royal wedding celebrations that included the garroting and burning of living Jewish souls. No Jewish children snatched away to be baptized or put into the Czar’s armies. And no “Final Solution” imposed by a government on its own native born citizens.
No pictures of Jews sucking at pigs, or exaggerated noses, or any of the other hideous stereotypes with which our lives and the lives of our ancestors had been blighted. Enough of the 2000 year old schizophrenic canard accusing us of ruling the world while in reality we were the first to be violated. Israel - a land where a three year old Jewish child (me) wouldn’t run home to wash her face because another child called her a dirty Jew. And a land where the Papal edict to allow Jews to “live but not thrive” was null and void.
No need to hide true belief under the iron gown of another forced belief and then 500 years later hear remnants of an ancient Shem’a or wonder why the candles are still lit on Friday evening. Now our body can welcome home some of those missing children.
Thrown in our face was the malediction that we roamed the earth because we had been condemned for our “transgressions” - it was our punishment. And we had no reply - we dared not reply. Forced to debate the “depravity” of Judaism versus the “saintliness” of Christianity in the arenas of old Sepharad (Spain) and then forced to lose - our sages dared not win - we hid our anger in assumed humility, and soldiered on; putting one foot in front of another, one century after another.
We turned our world inward toward home and family, surrounded by walls, locked in at night. And yet, everything the others built and believed was built on our book and our belief. When they burnt our books they burnt their own beginnings. So, they lied to themselves about their beginnings; matricide is a terrible crime to which to admit. Now the living Israel puts the lie to the malediction of being forced to roam.
Time and again by one despot or another, we were forcibly sprinkled across a devastated landscape to bring it back to life with our skills, capital and contacts. And, when it had once again blossomed we were discarded - disrobed of our earnings and turned out like so much debris; only to be used again somewhere else. Each time we thought we had finally earned our right to be part of what we had built only to be disabused of such a foolish notion. Now our people are sprinkled across their own land, being fruitful in their own soil.
Every group of people on G-D’s Earth deserves a bit of land to call its own - its home. For two thousand years we knew where that home was and it was never empty of Jews as the rest of the world would have us believe. And we never forgot that home. For those of us who call other countries home such as America or Australia or even Europe, Israel is important to us as a visceral - and spiritual - home.
There were some who expected that a miraculous place such as the reborn Israel would be perfect. Surely a Jewish country wouldn’t have crime or corruption or, or, or, …..but of course that’s not true. People are people no matter where they live or what they profess. However, it’s that very normalcy of the human condition that makes Israel a reality, not just a dream. Dreams can incorporate perfection, reality does not. So, it is not perfection that makes Israel special. It’s the fact of its very existence.
Had someone written a book and told a story about a tiny group of people as ancient as we, a people with our hallowed and tormented history, a people for whom a specialized vocabulary was invented and used - Holocaust, pogrom, genocide, ghetto, Judenrein, final solution, Expulsion, Diaspora -a people who have survived every horror thrown at them and then to have the prophetic rebirth of their ancient homeland after two thousand years - is the stuff of fiction.
Unbelievable fiction.
To add to that disbelief, a people who when given any chance at all contribute above and beyond the normal expectation for any demographic group. And a people whose religion and philosophy changed and influenced most of the world’s population. Who would believe such a story? Who would buy such a book? And, yet, the “book” produced by this blessed and beleaguered people is bought more than any other.
And that’s the miracle. Its not fiction.
Just as Americans of Italian, Irish, Greek, Japanese or almost any other background can point to a place on the map and say “there is the living home of my ancestors” so now can we. Israel is there - no longer a prayerful dream - but a place where a plane can land at an airport, with an international area code, an address where letters arrive, and a place where I can go and not be scorned or turned away because I am a Jew.
When they burned our books they burned their own beginnings, but they didn’t burn our beginnings - we never lost sight of where that was - and is.
Tuesday, June 3 Guardians Golf & Tennis Tournament
Friday-Saturday, June 6-7 JFS~Judaism on the Wild Side
OBITUARY
Jay Winheld, CPA and Jewish volunteer, 71
SDJW Staff Report
 SAN DIEGO—Jay Winheld, an accountant on weekdays and voluntary chaplain and Jewish community volunteer on evenings and weekends, died Tuesday, May 6, of a heart ailment complicated by diabetes. He was 71.
Funeral services will be conducted at 2 p.m. Friday at Congregation Beth Israel in La Jolla, where he was an active member of the adult education committee ever since he and his wife, Louise, moved to San Diego from Philadelphia in 1995.
Winheld also was involved on an ongoing basis as a volunteer for the annual
San Diego Jewish Book Fair at the Lawrence Family JCC, and was an occasional writer for local Jewish publications, including San Diego Jewish World. His most recent story for this publication provided coverage of the Reform Movement’s biennial convention in San Diego, where he also provided volunteer services.
Raised in Vineland, N.J., Winheld received a bachelor's degree and CPA degree from Temple University and then went on to earn an MBA from St. Joseph’s University. He owned his own CPA firm for more than 25 years in Philadelphia. He was active in Temple Beth David, now of Gladwyn but formerly of Philadelphia, where he joined the Brotherhood and eventually rose to the position of national vice president of the National Association of Temple Brotherhoods.
He and Louise trained to become rabbinic aides, and served together as voluntary chaplains at a Pennsylvania state penitentiary outside of Philadelphia. After moving to San Diego, the couple continued doing some chaplaincy work at Mercy and UCSD hospitals.
Only last month, Winheld completed his 51st tax season.
Besides by Louise, who was his second wife, Winheld is survived by a daughter Karen (Annah) who lives in New Zealand, and a son, Steven, who is an accountant in Cherry Hill, New Jersey. He was predeceased by his oldest daughter, Marika, who was killed in a fall from a cliff while leading a tour group in Israel in 1989.
The family suggests donations be made to the American Heart Association or to the National Diabetes Foundation.
Nancy Harrison
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THE JEWISH CITIZEN Hatikvah the world over
SDJA students, faculty join worldwide quest to be largest group singing at the same time
By Donald H. Harrison
 SAN DIEGO—The worldwide effort to have the largest group ever sing a single song at the same time drew about 300 supporters on Wednesday, May 7, at San Diego Jewish Academy, where at the appointed time—12:50 p.m. Pacific Daylight Time—everyone sang Hatikvah together under the direction of drama teacher Cara Freedman and Academic Dean Steve Kahn.
While the gathering at San Diego Jewish Academy was just a tiny fraction of the aggregate crowd that was amassed in cities and Jewish places throughout the world, it added to the total which is still being computed and documented for the people at the Guinness Book of Records. After the song was sung, students went back to their classrooms to sign rosters indicating their participation, while parents and other visitors to the campus signed a special guest book, all for documentation purposes.
 
There were also several independent witnesses, among them Dan Schaffer, a former columnist for the now defunct San Diego Jewish Times and two San Diego police officers, Jane Jacobsen and Rena Hernandez from the Carmel Valley substation.
 Shoshi Recht, visiting the campus, used her cell phone just before the appointed time to call her friend Lili Tirosh at a similar gathering in Ramat HaSharon, Israel, and "we were both singing at the same time, and she told me she was watching television (on a big screen set up for the occasion) and they saw New York, and all around the world, even South America, on the Israeli news. They stopped everything in Israel for this... "
Recht said that she was "very happy about the event, very excited; it was just amazing how everybody all over the world does it together."
After receiving an e-mail Tuesday afternoon about the effort that would take place on Wednesday, Dean of Students Brian Kissell met with Hebrew teacher Edna Yedid to discuss logistics, and then "e-mailed parents and teachers and told them what we were doing. I went around to classrooms this morning and just asked for a lot of help in a lot of different places. It wasn't just me; it was everyone around me who helped."
Kissell, who is not Jewish, is "a real mensch," commented SDJA Upper School office manager Monica Aroeste, an educator originally from Mexico City. "He really took this on, took it all the way through and made sure that it worked out in less than 24 hours."
Dr. Harvey Raben, an educator who leads the Conservative prayer sessions at the multi-movement school, commented "when young Jews come together to honor Israel and to do so by singing Hatikvah along with Jews throughout the world, it builds a certain kind of Jewish solidarity.
"And for the students, they need something concrete to build it (solidarity) on," Raben added. "We talk a lot about meaningful connections and this was a small, but I think meaningful way, to make that a real thing in their lives."
Freedman, who had helped lead the singing from a second-floor balcony, said "being able to see everyone gather was really exciting for me: to see hundreds and hudnreds of Jewish people together, it was fabulous."
Before the actual singing, Rabbi Leslie Lipson, SDJA dean of Judaic Studies, read the names of just a few of the soldiers who had been killed in recent warfare between Israel and its Arab neighbors, as well as the names of Israeli soldiers who were kidnaped or are missing in action. He also chanted the El Moley Rachamim, a traditional prayer of mourning.
It was the second solemn ceremony for the students, who earlier in the day had stood for two minutes as a siren sounded in memory of Israel's fallen soldiers.
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#236, Noah
'Twas many years ago--
You've heard the story say--
There lived a man named Noah,
Who never went astray;
But all the folks around him
Partook in joy of sin,
With Lord on High bemoaning
The state the World was in.
So, Lord called down to Noah:
"Hey, you, uprighteous man!
It's you who I am calling
To implement a plan,
A plan that's rather clever
To clear up this disgrace.
Yes, you're the one I'm choosing
To save the Human Race."
 The story doesn't tell
How Noah went through Hell.
"I plan to cause a flooding,
The likes you've never seen,
With water deep as oceans--
You get how deep I mean!
The Earth will all be covered
For forty days and nights,
'Cause that's the time it always takes
To set the World arights."
"So, pack up your belongings
And move out to the park.
Cut the tallest timber
And build a sturdy ark.
Then gather all that's living,
The animals and bugs:
Canaries, lambs, and lions,
Cockroaches, snails, and slugs."
The story doesn't tell
How Noah went through Hell.
"There's this I've got to tell you:
Be sure they come in pairs.
The way that I have planned it,
On board they'll have affairs.
And let me give reminder
In interest of life:
Whatever else you're bringing,
Be sure to bring your wife."
 "So, gather pairs together
And board them on your boat.
Then when I cause the flooding,
Your ark will stay afloat.
But all the other people,
The ones who fooled around,
Will end up after flooding
Quite dead, deceased, all drowned."
The story doesn't tell
How Noah went through Hell.
You all have heard this story.
It's true, yes, ev'ry word.
But there is yet a footnote,
A part you haven't heard.
Here was Hero Noah,
Floating on the brink,
Forty days with such a crew.
Imagine what a stink!
The story doesn't tell
The forty days of smell.
The story doesn't tell
How Noah went through Hell.
THE VISUAL ARTS
JCC features works of 8 women artists
By Cheryl Rattner-Price
 LA JOLLA, California—On exhibit through May 26 in the Gotthelf Art Gallery at the Lawrence Family JCC is a look at the works of eight
Jewish women artists in San Diego. A show that showcases our elder active artists emphasizes the importance of remaining creative into our later years and might , dare I suggest, lengthen our lives.
 Among those whose works are on exhibit is the late sculptor Shirley Lichtman, who ironically died at 90 on the eve of the exhibit's opening in March. Her "Parting Seas” sculpture is central to the room and is an engaging copper welded enamel that plays with two and three dimensions of reality. Her fluidity in moving between figurative bronzes, lithograph prints and watercolor is truly impressive.
Lenore Simon’s aquatint “Forgotten “1985 is a rich composition with deep blacks featuring an intriguing image of two people, one bearing down on crutches. “Jammin at the JCC”, a drawing from 1979 captures a moment in time, suspended in sound.
Lee Rushell’s oil paintings, particularly “White Roses,” show dedicated hours of observation and skill. Her florals show great use of color with a photographic style.
Grace Phillips “African Caprice” and “Desert Glow," both watercolors with ink are engaging works. The artist has quite the range of skill across many media including an incredible calligraphy and botanical quality watercolor.
 Beatrice Sokol’s ceramic haunting images of grief and concentration camp subjects are heart wrenching powerful sculpted images, done with dignity. Her powerful pair of paintings done in 1993 titled “ Before (Some Survived) ” and “After (Some Survived)" first depict bittersweet images of Jews before World War II , fully immersed in the pleasures of society, joyous and free. Next, they depict the inside of the sleeping areas of the camps- pained and starved snapshot of their reality.
Stylistically very effective, the glistening painted luscious surface of the “ Before” painting suits the mood perfectly and the chalky rough style of the painting “ After” suggests the emptiness and pared down,barely alive horror of the camps.
Gerri Levine - “End of Tunnel” Painted cement wall piece is mysterious and different. Other mixed media from this artist include Coke cans to Xerox on canvas.
Muriel Roston's “Alaskan Glacier” is a striking combination,very Rothkoesque” with 3 D texture. It is very commanding in the room.
Perla Fox's Watercolors “Jerusalem Shuk” and several velvety florals show a gentle, accomplished hand in various subjects .
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New Americans to Be Greeted by
Mayor and Mrs. Harley Knox
From Southwestern Jewish Press, May 12, 1950, page 2
Rabbi and Mrs. Morton J. Cohn will hold an Open House for New Americans in our community on Sunday, May 28th, from two to four p.m. at their home, 1844 Sheridan Avenue. All of the emigrees who have made San Diego their home in recent years have been invited to attend.
Mayor and Mrs. Harley Knox will attend and greet the New Americans. Assisting Rabbi and Mrs. Cohn will be those leaders in the community who have been closely identified with the émigré program. Officers of the Council of Jewish Women will assist and all members of the Council are cordially invited to attend along with the entire community.
 
Survey Exposes Neglect of Jewish Youth in San Diego
From Southwestern Jewish Press, May 26, 1950, page 1
A survey by the San Diego Jewish Community Center Association recently exposed the fact that the youth of this community believe that they are being sadly neglected in regard to their needs.
Out of 302 questionnaires sent to the youths between the ages of 12 to 22, more than 85 replies were received within one week. The answers to some of the questions proved startling and revealing.
97% of the replies to the question, “Do you think that San Diego needs a Jewish Community Center” were yes. Other information gleaned from the survey from the first week’s returns showed that:
A. 61 youth thought that there were not enough cultural activities for them at the present in San Diego; 21 thought there were enough.
B. 63 youths said there were insufficient social activities; 20 thought there were sufficient social activities.
C. 79 youth felt there weren’t enough recreational activities; 3 thought there were.
D. 53 youth were synagogue or temple affiliated, 33 were unaffiliated.
E. 84 youth, or 99% of those who replied, said that they would co-operate in helping obtain members when the Jewish Community Center held its membership campaign.
Here are some of the comments received from our youth telling us what they think:
A 13 year old girl commented “If you want the young people to have more interest in Jewish life make Jewish life of interest to them. Adults don’t like to do what teenagers like to do and we feel the same way.”
A 22-year-old boy underlined his remark, “The need is great for a Jewish Community Center in San Diego.”
An 18-year-old girl said, “Having come from a city in which there was an active community center, I realize their worth, and think that San Diego has a very definite need for a center which would be open to and provide activities for all age and social levels. I would welcome the opportunity to help achieve this.”
A 22-year-old boy added, “Though I am not Jewish, I do attend meetings of Hillel at San Diego State College, Massada, etc., and have many, many Jewish friends. I have answered the above questions as if I were Jewish—which would be an honor. I believe such activities are indeed vital.
A 16-year-old girl said, “People should take more of an interest in their youth and try to do things for them.”
A 15-year-old girl made the comment, “I think the idea of starting a center would greatly benefit the teen-agers and help them to be good citizens and to get along with other people. I’m 100% for it! I would like very much to help in any way I can.”
A 22-year-old boy commented, “The Jewish Community Center will not solve the entire problem of the Jewish youth in San Diego but it will be a factor that will help. I hope people don’t expect miracles from it.”
An 18-year-old girl added, “A center is practically a necessity to get our youth together on a common plane. Where else can we get to understand each other and make friends?”
The Jewish Community Center Association made the following statement: “Neglect of our youth may cost us dearly in the future. We must face our responsibility squarely.
“Do we want our children to lead normal and useful lives? Other Jewish Communities have done their part. Can we afford to deprive our youth of the opportunities for which they ask?
“Get behind the Jewish Community Center movement and do your part in making San Diego a better place to live.”
SAN DIEGO JEWISH WORLD THE WEEK IN REVIEW
Judy Lash Balint in Jerusalem: The anticipation of Yom Hazikaron
Donald H. Harrison in San Diego: San Diegans and Israelis join in their grief for the casualties of war and of terror
Evelyn Kooperman in San Diego: San Diego Jewish Trivia: Authors
Cantor Kathy Robbins in Cardiff-by-the-Sea, California: Im Tirtzu: Hold Fast to Dreams
Adventures in San Diego Jewish History: What was the Jewish community news in 1950? Who were the newsmakers? Our archives answer these questions in daily installments
Donald H. Harrison in San Diego: Marketing Middle East peace through the products offered in Western supermarkets
Dov Burt Levy in Salem, Massachusetts: Comfort for the bereaved on Yom Hazikaron and year round: the gift of active memory
J. Zel Lurie in Delray Beach, Florida: Let us look at Israel‘s Declaration of Independence as its 60th birthday nears
Joel Moskowitz in La Jolla, California: A dybbuk that teaches righteousness
Adventures in San Diego Jewish History: What was the Jewish community news in 1950? Who were the newsmakers? Our archives answer these questions in daily installments
Cynthia Citron in Los Angeles: From Door to Door is a Dor v' Dor story
Donald H. Harrison in San Diego: There are no cushions in the Duvdevan
Sheila Orysiek in San Diego: What kind of dance accompanied Song of the Sea? We have some interesting clues
Ira Sharkansky in Jerusalem: Independence Week brings its tensions
Dorothea Shefer-Vanson in Jerusalem: Orphaned art looking for owners
Adventures in San Diego Jewish History: What was the Jewish community news in 1950? Archives of the Southwestern Jewish Press provide some of it.
Donald H. Harrison in San Diego: Terror survivors hosted at Beth Am
Rabbi Baruch Lederman in San Diego: When it's not as plain as the writing
Dov Burt Levy in Salem, Massachusetts: 'Smitten Zionist' tells of Israel love affair
Rabbi Leonard Rosenthal in San Diego: 'Can you love your neighbor as yourself?'
Gary Rotto in San Diego: After several toe-dips, Block takes the dive
Adventures in San Diego Jewish History: What was the Jewish community news in 1950? Archives of the Southwestern Jewish Press provide some of it.
Shoshana Bryen in Washington, D.C.: Kuwait-Syria connection; Iraq's cell phones
Carol Davis in San Diego: Backyard's dumbed-down female show
Donald H. Harrison in San Diego: Students, survivors jointly commemorate Shoah at San Diego Jewish Academy
Lloyd Levy in Eilat, Israel: Holidays of despair, struggle and salvation
Sheila Orysiek in San Diego: Chapter Six in the serialization of her novel, Reluctant Martyr
Adventures in San Diego Jewish History: What was the Jewish community news in 1950? Archives of the Southwestern Jewish Press provide some of it.
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Editor's Note: We continue our presentation of the songs of Hal Wingard, concentrating this week, as we did the last two weekw, on the San Diegan's songs inspired by Jewish ceremonies or topics. Here is a