Jewish Journal

Paul Franklin Stregevsky

  • Candle in the Night

    December 5, 2002 | 7:00 pm

    For Chana, the Festival of Lights had begun in personal disaster. She had just lit her first candle when her phone rang. It was Martin, the East Coast "catch." Like her, Martin was modern Orthodox -- observant, but game for a good movie. Last week had marked their second date. It was...

  • I Do!—But Not to You

    October 24, 2002 | 8:00 pm

    Ting, ting. A dinner spoon rapped on a glass at our table of single wedding guests.

    "Let's go around the table," another guest said, "and let everyone say a bit about himself."

    One by one, my seatmates at Table No. 3 delivered an awkward Who-Am-I.

    Another wedding, where I'm an FOB...

  • An Inch Late, a Dollar Short

    September 26, 2002 | 8:00 pm

    "Well?" prompts my wife, gliding down the stairs in a black satin evening dress. I give her the elevator eye, approving until my line of sight crosses her ankles to find ... Payless flats.

    "No heels?" I ask.

    "I can't," Lina sighs, meaning: "I'd tower over you."

    At 5 feet 7 inches,...

  • Next!

    July 4, 2002 | 8:00 pm

    Lonnie was a matchmaker's client from hell.

    No bachelor was more adroit at saying "No, thanks" when told, "Have I got a girl for you." The 38-year-old Orthodox man still lived at home, waiting for a "woman of valor" to take him away. The community obliged, offering him a shortlist...