The story of Hanukkah, the annual festival of Maccabean might and miracles, doesn’t talk much about women, although two are occasionally associated with the holiday.
Recently, my three-year-old began starting every sentence with the qualifier “I feel like”: “I feel like I had a good day at school,” “I feel like we should go to the park now,” “I feel like I want to color.”
It is hard to believe we are about to celebrate our third COVID Passover.
Shortly before Elie Wiesel, one of Moment’s two cofounders, died in 2016, I had an appointment to visit him in New York.
I have been editing Moment for so long now that I can close my eyes before a story is published and see the letters to the editor and comments that we are going to receive.
2021 has turned out to be another unpredictable year. As wave after wave of news stories reporting death and mayhem rolled over us, I found myself thinking about the Enlightenment.
Believe it or not, I grew up in a Jewish family that didn’t tell jokes.
My father died peacefully on a wintry morning this February. The day before, there was a snowstorm, and he spent hours watching the flakes fall outside his kitchen window.
Every four or eight years, the United States has the opportunity for a political reset.
One perk of working at a Jewish magazine is getting Jewish publications from all over the world in the office mail.
