"Sbusiso -- you look like a Sbusiso," my host mother uttered in Zulu as she dropped yet another dollop of puthu and gravy onto my plate, a derivative of maize meal and a local favorite. "Definitely a Sbusiso." No longer "David" nor my Hebrew name "Moshe," I was to become "Sbusiso" -- a name meaning "blessing" in Zulu -- for...
While other Jews are wrapping their tefillin, Rabbi Benjamin David is lacing his sneakers. Six days a week, the co-founder of the now national Running Rabbis group runs the roads of South Jersey for at least 45 minutes, often longer.
Main Line moms Shelley Marine and Karen Cooke, longtime friends and fellow Hadassah fundraisers, made a habit of helping friends whenever death claimed a loved one -- a task that unfortunately became more common as they grew older. It wasn't until Marine lost her first parent eight years ago that she realized just how painful planning a shiva could be...
Though 4-year-old Ben Sinrod was not much larger than the cardboard box he awkwardly clutched to his chest, he carried it, with wobbly legs, across the warehouse with a wide smile on his face. First, someone had placed a glass jar of gefilte fish in his box, then someone else dropped in beet borscht, grape juice, and, by the time...