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Confessions of an ex-hoarder

I’ve run out of excuses for hanging on to stuff. No, I haven’t achieved Zen non-attachment to material things, but I’m no longer on the road to “Hoarding: Buried Alive.”

Never Too Old to Write a Letter … of Torah

The Jewish Home for the Aging has never had a Torah it could call its own. Since the home first opened in 1912, synagogues or individuals have donated Siferei Torah to the senior-living community, but the scrolls were often old and tarnished, with faded letters or finger smudges on the parchment. These Torahs are considered pasul, or unfit for public reading, but they were the only ones available to the home for religious services.

Creative Chuppahs Are Labor of Love

Nancy Goldov says the chuppah cost a few hundred dollars to make, but is now considered a priceless family heirloom. She is having a quilt made for their bed that mimics the design of the tree. Someday she may change the chuppah in some way to signify their children.

Good Timing Lands Luck in Director’s Lap

Greg Pritikin\’s film takes place in a sort of every-suburb America of tract houses with manicured lawns and two-car garages, and is utterly devoid of anything to place it in historical time.

The Other Side of the South

What surprised Warner Shook was the play\’s reference to Jewish bigotry: \”I had known nothing about the conflict between German and Eastern European Jews,\” he said. Shook was so fascinated he decided to direct the piece; to learn more, he read books on Jewish Atlanta and watched documentaries such as \”Delta Jews,\” narrated by Uhry.

Up a Tree Looking for a Home

My family and I are eager to move to Los Angeles from Seattle, but I\’ve got a problem: We are Orthodox and we like trees.

Museum Man

Each room of Belfer\’s three-bedroom home is adorned with his handcrafted Judaica — wall hangings and constructions that capture his love of Judaism, Israel and America.

Talk to Me

I owe my life\’s work to Ann Landers. And, of course, her sister, Dear Abby. Dr. Rose Franzblau. And Dr. Joyce Brothers.

Doorposts of My House

What right had I to hope? Cancer is an expensive disease, draining huge chunks of time and money, not to mention enthusiasm. To hire the artist Susan Krieg for my doorway project, I had to dig into capital that would have scared me even during my most productive years.

Purim All Year

A year after my father\’s unexpected death from a kidney transplant, I returned home.
Six months earlier, my mother had sold our house, the one I had lived in my entire life. The synagogue was the same. The family was the same. Their friends were the same.

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