Zion

A few years ago, I was waiting for the bus on the corner of Main and Arch Street to go to class. A young woman approached. She wore a colorful headwrap, and was pushing her child in a stroller, a boy who looked to be a little over a year old. One of her eyes…

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Eastover

I am from a mixed family.  We range from devout Roman Catholics to more-Jewish-than-you-probably-think-of-when-you-think-of-Jewish.  I am neither, but it has given me a different perspective on the different traditions.  This is the week when my family’s different worlds collide.  The biggest holiday of the Christian tradition coincides with one of the big three of the…

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