In the wee small hours of Dec. 7, 2003, my husband and I got the phone call that every parent dreads. A matter-of-fact voice said, "This is UCLA Medical Center. Your son, Jeffrey, has been hit by a car. He's got at least a couple of broken bones, but he's alert and he's asking for you."
As I gasped, unable to take it all in, the voice added, "Your son was very lucky."
The 600 men and women attending Shabbat services at the Eretz Cultural Center stood for a minute's silence as a man on the bema slowly read the names of the 13 Jews arrested as "Zionist spies" by Iran and facing possible death sentences.
In Rabbi Michael Katz's office at Cal State Northridge Hillel hanga "Star Trek" poster and a picture of Binyamin Netanyahu. There'salso a futon -- not your basic college-issue office furniture.