Book Review: The Double Life of a Female Jewish Crime Boss
Fredericka Mandelbaum was a pillar of New York City’s law-abiding Jewish community. That is until she became a crime boss in the late 19th Century.
Fredericka Mandelbaum was a pillar of New York City’s law-abiding Jewish community. That is until she became a crime boss in the late 19th Century.
I don’t carry a gun, and I don’t go out and do police work. The job of a police officer is to serve the public. My job is to serve police officers.
Three years after the Hanukkah stabbing attack in Monsey, NY, both antisemitic attacks and mental health crises are still on the rise.
In the summer of 1986, Bari met her husband Marc at a club in the Hamptons. Their chance meeting reminds her of her parents’ love story.
Marion and Maury first met on a blind date in 1952—or so they thought. It wasn’t until after they were married that they discovered they had been photographed together years before.
My father, Jack, escaped Nazi Germany in 1939, making a dangerous journey from Frankfurt via Belgium to New York. He met my mother, who had escaped Vienna, and they settled in Washington Heights in northern Manhattan.
It was a time of innocence for first-generation American teenagers like my mother, Eleanor Wolin. The wars in Europe seemed far away.
“Most nights, there was one stray ticket that theaters were happy to sell cheap to a college girl with a debit card and frizzy hair. Not the case at The St. James Theater on West 44th Street, home to The Producers. You couldn’t get this ticket at TKTS and it was years before you could buy resold tickets online. Night after night, The St. James was my first stop to see if there was a ticket for sale. And night after night, the same ticket lady would turn me away. Until now.”