Book Review | A Nearly Lost Language
Samantha Ellis' "Always Carry Salt" is a lament for the societies forced to surrender their cultures to a world that will swallow it up.
Book Review | Israel’s Spies Spill Their Secrets
When a director of an Israeli spy agency retires, there is a burst of interest in what they will reveal about secret operations—and what they’ve really thought about Israeli leaders.
Moment’s 2024 Books Gift Guide
Should you give books as holiday presents? Of course you should!
Book Review | Love and Fear Drove a Dogged TV Pioneer
This fascinating, dense and lengthy volume, sets Barbara Walters’s life in context with detailed descriptions of the world in which she maneuvered and the contradiction between her public and private personas.
Book Review | Making Music Was The Best Revenge
Rush's Geddy Lee, child of Holocaust survivors, left Judaism when “not a single adult relative asked me how I was dealing with my loss.”
Memoir | Crossing the Krimml Pass
Bricha guides didn’t allow refugees to carry lights, not only to be invisible to border guards but also so they could not see the plunging drop-offs beside the trail.
Memoir | Only Living Bodies Bleed
All the years that I was religious, I couldn’t find the good in the forced separation around menstruation. It made me feel like my very essence, the soft and miraculous parts of my womanhood, was distasteful, to be kept at a distance.
Wisdom Project | Ann Jaffe, 91
Born in Poland in 1931, Ann Jaffe and her family survived the Holocaust and emigrated to the United States, where Jaffe became a determined Holocaust educator.
Moment Memoir | Shame, Names and the Mengele Tractor Factory
I learned about the Mengele tractor factory in 1981 when I was trying to get from Denmark to Italy by rail. I simply could not...
Moment Memoir | Who Shall Live and Who Shall Die?
My father couldn’t believe the numbers of dead during the Holocaust. Today, struggling with news of Ukraine, I must say "Hineni."
Moment Memoir | Certify Me Normal
I tried for years to convince my mother that something was wrong with her. Five sessions with a psychiatrist later, I grew to understand.
Memoir | A Jewish Heart Divided
The traffic noise on Arlozorov Street, in the heart of Tel Aviv, seemed unusually loud that October evening. Leaning over the railing of my friend...