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Nancy K.S. Hochman

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Dedication follows the theft of two scrolls at synagogue’s opening one year ago
LONG BEACH, Long Island, N.Y.—There are few acts of vandalism or theft more traumatic to a Jewish community than the loss or destruction of a Torah scroll, so when two scrolls were stolen on the very same day that Chabad of the Beaches moved into its new ...
My mother, Mary Bader Schwager, knew no other way than to lead by her heart, to imagine, and then provide the love and support she hadn’t received as a child.
When my husband first experienced pressure in his chest, his general practitioner thought it was likely heartburn. My husband, a thin vegan who practiced a strenuous form of yoga daily, was not the typical profile of someone with a heart problem. But then...
When my current husband and I married, I asked him to “gift” me my Aunt Dot’s ring. I understood that the diamond was only a symbol, and that the practice of committing oneself to love and understanding of one’s partner was the true treasure.
I had become a firm believer in the maxim: “Absence makes the heart grow fonder.” And then everything changed.
Long Island cardiology assistant Elisheva Gilman-Smith on coping with crisis
Some people say that the ability to willingly and selflessly give to others is a heroic attribute, characteristic of many first responders working with COVID-19 patients. But Lori Hope Gilman-Smith, who goes by her Hebrew name, Elisheva, doesn’t consider ...
My mother-in-law had wanted me to find a publisher for the content of her five notebooks that she filled with vignettes, quotes and her philosophy on family and faith. Not only that—she had the major publishing houses in mind.
It didn’t surprise me that Rivka’s family elected to erect the stone earlier to provide this tribute as soon as they could to the wife and mother whom they accompanied as far as death’s door.
My eyes closed and focused within, and my breathing deep, I noticed myself in the midst of a family conversation.
I wish life was easier for my mother; that she still had full use of her memory, language and rational faculties. But given the realities, I am also grateful for the opportunity to learn new lessons that my mother’s aging and illnesses present.
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