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August 26 - September 8, 2005

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Local Stories

Local Family Travels to Italy to Thank Righteous Gentiles

Matt Hoffman
Special to the Journal

This past April, 25 family members, all of whom are Massachusetts residents, traveled to Italy to give a long overdue thanks. Sixty years overdue, in fact.

When the Holocaust in Europe began, Alisa Palmeri was five, and her sister Ena Lorant was six. Both sisters, currently residing in the Bay State, were forced to flee their native Belgrade. They left without the presence of their father, who was being held as a Prisoner of War by the German army, after being captured in the Yugoslav army. 

The sisters traveled along with the remaining portions of their extended families who had not elected to stay behind. Two of the sisters’ aunts chose to stay in hopes of hearing from their missing husbands before escaping. After the war, it was learned that the aunts were killed in a crematorium across the river from their hometown.

At the time, the German army was advancing on Northern Italy. As their family sought refuge in Italy, they found themselves sitting in a train station in the town of Amandola.  The situation appeared as though all of their viable options for survival had disappeared, and the family waited for some sort of an answer to their problems.

The headmaster of the station, Guiseppe Brutti, noticed the family sitting in his station, and approached them. Instead of chiding them for squatting on public property, the stationmaster offered help.

After bringing some basic supplies to the family, he encouraged them to find rest in his home. The homeless Jews were treated to a warm dinner. From that point on, Brutti and his wife saw to it that various families in the town would ensure the safety of this clan throughout the duration of the war.

During the next few years, the family assimilated into the surrounding Catholic culture in an attempt to hide their true identities from the few people in Amandola who were willing to tell the fascist authorities about the presence of Jews in their town.

After the war, their father managed to find the rest of the family in Southern Italy. Although members of Zionist movements in Israel came to Italy to educate survivors about the up-and-coming Jewish homeland, the family then immigrated to America, initially settling in Brooklyn, and finally moving to Brookline, Massachusetts.

While the new American citizens kept in touch with their Italian saviors, and had even traveled to Italy on various occasions, the family unsuccessfully attempted many times to have the Italian family recognized with honor by Yad Vashem, Israel’s National Holocaust Museum.

It has been the stated policy of the State of Israel to honor those righteous people who saved Jewish people, despite the threat to their own lives.

As Menachem Begin, former prime minister of Israel stated, “There was not one nation in Europe which in some part did not collaborate with the killers. However, in every nation there were also people who saved Jews — and we call them the righteous of the nations. We shall never forget them. We plant forests in their honor.”

Indeed, a tree has been planted in Brutti’s name in Jerusalem.

In addition, a representative of the Israeli Government, sponsored by Yad Vashem, was present at the recognition ceremony in Amandola, Italy, this past April. 

Also present at the occasion was the Broding family from Lynnfield, Massachusetts, comprised of Alisa Palmeri’s daughter, son-in-law, and grandchildren.

“To have three generations present in this amazing Italian village was special. My biggest wish was to bring my kids and grandkids to Italy to give them this connection,” notes Palmeri.

The ceremony included the current mayor of Amandola, 50 members of the Brutti family, and 25 family members from Massachusetts. Thirty children from Amandola were also present at the ceremony.

Palmeri asserts this inclusion as critical, citing that “the Italian children needed to learn about the history of Italy — both the good and the bad.”

The town was presented with a certificate — so that all citizens would be able to learn of the bravery of the people of their town.

When the story was broadcast on an Italian television news station, a viewer recognized one of the individuals being honored as his uncle.  The viewer was given impetus to reconnect with his long lost family and join in the joy.

When asked which positive aspects she would like to have this story portray, Palmeri answers after a moment of thought.  “I hope this story helps people to recognize that we are all the same.  The basic human needs of every individual — regardless of differences — are the same.”

She continues, “The kind Italians in that village saw us as humans, not as Jews. By helping us, they brought out the best in us. Even though we had lost so much, the humanity replaced the evil that had befallen us.

“If everyone realized that it doesn’t take such a major thing to reach out to people in need, and how big a difference it can make. My whole family is here because of that. We do not do enough reaching out.”


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Community Newspaper Science

Gary Band
Jewish Journal Staff

Friends, family, community members: lend me your eyes.

Looking out my three bay windows upon the magnificent August blue sky above the old Salem News building, I pen perhaps my final column for this fine publication.
As an ode to our readership, the work that our 10-member staff does to produce this paper every two weeks, and to the virtues of Jewish life north of Boston, I set these words before you this day.

To Journal readers and advertisers, contributors, well-wishers and kvetchers, subjects of stories, writers of letters, press releases and freelance pieces, planners of events, volunteers, agency heads, the 25 founders of the Journal and the 30,000 plus people living in the 26 cities and towns to which we mail 14,000 copies of this paper, I thank you.

Because of you, we are here. Because of you, something must exist to reflect and validate the richness of Jewish life in Salem, Marblehead and Swampscott, Lynn, Peabody and Beverly, Gloucester, Newburyport and Andover, and everywhere in between where Jewish life lives in the homes, synagogues and community centers, hearts and minds, bodies and souls of those who have made the choice to be Jewish in some way.

At the beginning of and long into my tenure here, I would genuinely worry early on in our production cycle if there would be enough news to fill the number of pages of the paper determined by the amount of advertising sold.

But now having worked on 156 issues, following in the footsteps and standing on the shoulders of the editors and staff who came before me, I can say without hesitation that there is neither end nor limit to the reporting on what has been and will be created to sustain Jewish life here.

With all the people, places and photo opps, issues, opinions and events, speakers, celebrations and simchas, there is never a shortage of news that’s more than fit to print. Somehow, and not a little miraculously, just about all the news we print fits.

However, it is no small task creating this paper every two weeks. Our three advertising account executives must sell around 100 ads every two weeks; the three production staff members must design, rework and refine them while they produce all the editorial material; and the now two editorial staff members, along with interns and freelancers, must do the Calendar, Obituary and People sections, assign and edit freelance submissions, find and edit press releases, letters, opinion pieces and Federation items, conduct interviews, take pictures, write stories and make all the ads and editorial copy fit in the prescribed number of pages. It’s an average of 36 and includes between 80 and 130 editorial items, and of course the aforementioned 100 or so ads.

So now having written close to 400 stories, including 60 columns, a few editorials, as well as publishing over 200 pictures and designing 72 issues, it may be time to move on. To the hundreds of people I’ve met, interviewed and worked with, it has been an honor to tell your stories, promote your work, and think on the things you’ve said and done. These past six years here have been most challenging and rewarding. It has indeed been a privilege to be a link the 30-year chain that is the Jewish Journal North of Boston. Toda raba and lahitraot.

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Reflections from Sh’ma Week

Amy Sessler Powell
Special to the Journal

When Wendy Frontiero brushes her teeth each morning, she is greeted by a colorful reminder: the hand-painted, laminated version of the Sh’ma Yisrael prayer she received at a Sh’ma teach-in several months ago. It was then that Frontiero pledged, along with more than 1,000 others, to recite the Sh’ma Yisrael prayer twice a day during Sh’ma Week, from August 13 to 20.

“The hardest part was finding a regular time of the day to remember to say the Sh’ma, but the card over the sink in my bathroom helps me,” said Frontiero.

One goal of Sh’ma Week was to get people to recite the Sh’ma twice daily so that it becomes a lifelong habit. Frontiero, who was not reciting the prayer daily before Sh’ma Week, thinks the habit will stick.

“It is surprisingly nice to remember to say something regularly because I don’t go to services as often as I should,” she said. “This is more moving than I thought, just to stop and think and do something on a daily basis. Now that I am getting in the habit, I want to stay in the habit.”

The Magic of Sh’ma is a free program of the Robert I. Lappin Charitable Foundation, which sponsors programs that are helping to keep our children Jewish. To prepare for Sh’ma Week, the Foundation offered workshops and teach-ins between March and August to bring additional meaning to the twice-daily recitations of the Sh’ma.  To help remember, the Foundation also gave free gifts of mezuzot, hand-painted Sh’ma wallet cards, posters and magnets and pillowcases to children.

“I carry my card in my wallet,” said Beryl Porter of Beverly. “It’s in the front of my mind every time I open my wallet.”

Porter said he was already in the habit of reciting the Sh’ma before Sh’ma Week, but found that the education he received at the teach-in made his Sh’ma much more meaningful.

“It’s very comforting and very centering and it is a really nice way to start the day,” he said. “It acknowledges God from in the start of the day and some way asks for God’s help.”

Deborah Coltin, executive director of the Lappin Foundation, encouraged everyone to continue their daily Sh’ma prayer when Sh’ma Week ended and asked the people be kind to themselves if they forgot to say it a few times.

“There is always time to start saying the Sh’ma Yisrael twice daily. It is something that can be said wherever you are and it will always connect you to your larger family, the great and unique Jewish people,” she said.

“We hope people gain an enhanced feeling of Jewish pride from this experience.”

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Zolot’s Ambulance Spotted in Eretz Yisrael

Sandra Goldberg
Special to The Journal

It was a beautiful June day in Jerusalem, and I was going to keep a promise to a fellow Simmons College alum, Emunah Hasim, the diaspora public relations director for Shaare Zedick Medical Center in Jerusalem, to visit and tour the hospital. Little did I know what I was also going to witness.

After meeting with Emunah in her office, taking a picture of her with her Simmons College coffee cup and being introduced to hospital staff, Emunah began showing me the Medical Center. She had wanted to start on a top floor to see the newest baby arrival.  

As there were many people in front of the elevator and Emunah realized it may be a wait, she decided that we should go down below ground level to see how the hospital is prepared to serve arrivals in case of an emergency attack. 

We toured the emergency ward and went outside so she could show me the showerheads installed into the outside canopy ceiling.   They would spray down on hospital arrivals and cleanse them in the event of a germ warfare attack. 

I was both very impressed in what I saw and, yet, very sad that Israel had to prepare for such a happening. I also wondered if we here in the United States would be so prepared for such an attack.

When I turned around I noticed a beautiful shiny Magen David Adom ambulance parked behind me. My eyes couldn’t believe what I was seeing. The inscription on the door read: Presented to the People of Israel with Love by the men, women and children of the North Shore, Marblehead and Swampscott, Massachusetts, USA 2004. 

Tears came to my eyes and chills ran down my body. As a former Swampscott and Marblehead community activist who still holds warm, heartfelt memories of our wonderful Jewish Community, I felt proud and thrilled.  
Of all the ambulances in Jerusalem, in Israel, I was witnessing our North Shore community’s mitzvah in action.

Upon seeing the young male driver come out of the emergency ward, I asked him how long he was parked there. He responded five, perhaps, 10 minutes. 

He had just brought someone to the hospital.  I told him that I had been from this wonderful Jewish community that is very dedicated to Israel. He was happy to take a picture with me and I told him that I would give it to Arthur Zolot, of Temple Sinai, Marblehead, who initiated and headed the fundraising effort for the ambulance. I truly felt that this moment was basherte.

If Emunah and I had first visited the nursery as planned, I would have never seen the North Shore ambulance in action.  A wonderful dream of Arthur Zolot became a most wonderful reality. It is surely a true mitzvah for our people in Israel.

 

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Members of Russian Jewish Community Share Views on Disengagement

Nicole Levy
Special to The Journal

For five members of the local Russian-speaking Jewish community who met recently to discuss Israel’s pullout from the Gaza Strip, the color orange symbolizes “Attention!” when viewed in relation to the disengagement.

In this spirit, Dimitri and Maria Gofshtein of Marblehead have raised awareness of this issue among Jewish residents of the North Shore by presenting video footage form their visit in June to Gush Katif, a collection of 21 former Israeli settlements in southern Gaza.

According to those attending the meeting at the Gofshtein’s home, the current situation in Gaza had sparked the interest of the worldwide community of Jews from the former Soviet Union. In fact, former refuseniks/Prisoners of Zion, who had been imprisoned by Soviet authorities for practicing Judaism or wishing to move to Israel, joined in demonstrations in Israel protesting the removal of the Gaza settlements.

Maria explained that she went to Gaza because she was unclear about what was going on there, and even knowledgeable friends of hers could not understand what was happening with the disengagement, so she became curious.

Her husband, Dimitri, wanted to know what Gaza was, expecting to find the towns to be military bunkers. Instead, he found himself impressed by the agriculture, the synagogues and the communal life there.
From their experiences in Gush Katif, the Gofshteins felt strongly that the disengagement would raise a security risk for Israel, especially due to Gaza’s proximity to a power plant in neighboring Ashkelon.

Igor Chernin of Acton who accompanied the couple on their trip, expressed concerns about the withdrawal by stating, “It’s like we’ve seen this movie before,” referring to his disappointment with the Oslo I and Oslo II peace agreements.

Rabbi Avraham Kelman of Congregation Ahabat Sholom in Lynn, also in attendance, agreed, “We’ve made this mistake before…there was no verbal confirmation that there would be peace (in exchange for land.) Elana Sirota of Lynn likened the situation to the giving away of part of Czechoslovakia to Germany for peace before World War II, just to be betrayed.”

Rabbi Kelman added that giving away the land may bring about more terrorism as it could give the impression that actions against Israelis led to the departure from Gaza.

He continued that the Gaza territories were part of Biblical Israel, and therefore part of the Promised Land. He cited portions of the Torah that Jews read at this time of year to support his argument. “This land is part of our home. If we would lose home or part of our home, we would have nowhere to go.”

In addition, the group expressed disappointment with the role Ariel Sharon played in the negotiations. Maria commented that in the past the Prime Minister encouraged the settlers’ movement in Gaza. She wonders why he changed his mind.

“The security issue did not go away,” she said. “Things like this are done for a reason…in this case there is no reason.” Chernin believes that Sharon should have put the disengagement issue up for referendum by the nation. “Otherwise,” he contended, “Sharon went against the people who elected him.”

The members of the discussion were also upset by the clashes between the protestors in Gaza and the Israeli police. “What strikes me is that Jew is against Jew,” remarked Olga Vaysman of Swampscott.

These conflicts struck a chord for Chernin as a Jew from the former Soviet Union. He sees a similarity between the Israeli government’s justification of its methods and the logic for doing things in his former homeland, where people always were told “it’s good for Russia.”

Vaysman and Rabbi Kelman suggested that the North Shore Jewish community hold a service focusing on the withdrawal so that Jews can support one another during this difficult time. The group planned to communicate their thoughts to others and to write to their representatives in Congress. Maria Gofshtein concluded that the community should “pay attention to this issue."

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Dwindling ‘True Sisters’ Persevere, Donate to Cancer Center

David Pepose
Jewish Journal Staff

Although the United Order of True Sisters, America’s oldest women’s philanthropic organization, has 250 members across the North Shore, many of those members are succumbing to old age and sickness, with their youngest members being in their early 80s.

Despite their dwindling numbers, however, the United Order of True Sisters has continued honoring its yearly tradition of donating to cancer clinics, this year bequeathing Salem, Union, and Beverly Hospitals with $10,000.

Seven thousand dollars was used to refurnish a waiting room in Salem Hospital, while the remaining $3K was divided between Union and Beverly Hospitals.

This generous contribution is made even more meaningful by the dire straits the Order is going through now. With its president, Bernice Sachs, being “one of [its] youngest members” — at age 82 — their new battle is one to keep the Order alive. “We’re trying to get younger people this year,” said Sachs.

The group also assists people paying utility bills, and sends children with cancer to camp. In total, the local chapter has contributed more than 100K to North Shore hospitals.

Henrietta Bruckman, the wife of a New York physician and the Associate Rabbi of Emanuel Congregation, Dr. Michels, established the United Order of True Sisters in 1851. In 1947, the Cancer Service was established, which donated equipment to hospitals, grants for cancer research, and help to individual victims of cancer.

There are 13 UOTS chapters across the country, and while some of the regional chapters are continuing to thrive, Lynn’s United Order of True Sisters group is faltering. Any enthusiastic and energetic women interested should visit the Order’s website at www.uots.org, or call Chapter President Bernice Sachs at 781-581-3088.

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International Stories

Sharon’s Gaza Momentum

Leslie Susser
Jewish Telegraphic Agency

JERUSALEM (JTA) — In the long run, the ease with which Israel evacuated Gaza Strip settlements could prove to be as significant as the pullback itself.

The fact that the withdrawal went relatively smoothly challenges the long-standing belief that Israel will not be able to dismantle large numbers of settlements in the West Bank, shores up Prime Minister Ariel Sharon’s international and domestic standing, and suggests that the settler movement will not be able to set the national agenda in quite the same way as it has for more than three decades.

Despite apocalyptic forecasts of conflicts approaching civil war, it took the Israeli army and police less than a week to remove the roughly 9,000 Gaza settlers and about 3,000 radicals who had infiltrated the settlements to stiffen resistance.

The strategy was to isolate the settlements and send overwhelming numbers of soldiers and police into one or two at a time. The military chief of staff, Lt. Gen. Dan Halutz, explained that the huge numbers made it possible to do the job using minimal force.

The settlers expressed their anguish at being forced to leave their homes: There were tears, harsh words and some ugly physical clashes, but no bloodshed.

Indeed, what violence there was seemed to set clear limits to future resistance after Israeli society unanimously condemned waving sticks, hurling wooden beams and pouring down oil, paint and turpentine to fend off soldiers and police as “intolerable hooliganism.”

All this could have major implications for the West Bank. For decades, many Israelis have argued that the settlement project was irreversible. Now pundits are challenging that view.

Writing in Ha’aretz, Zvi Barel argued that the ease of the evacuation had shattered the irreversibility theory.

“Suddenly it becomes clear that the logic that dismantled the Gaza settlements can also be applied to the West Bank. The fears that drove the state are also reversible: no civil war or military mutiny. Only curses, nails and oil,” he wrote. “This is precisely the time for the state to continue down the same path it charted in Gaza and proceed to the West Bank, the illegal outposts, the tiny settlements, the lawbreakers — even the state’s fear of the settlements can be reversed.”

Only six weeks ago, Yonatan Bassi, the official in charge of resettlement and compensation, argued that a similar operation in the West Bank would be impossible because of the large number of settlers involved: If Israel annexes only the three large settlement blocs close to the pre-1967 boundaries, the estimate is that 50,000-80,000 settlers would have to be moved from far-flung settlements.

That could mean up to 10 times the effort and 10 times the amount in compensation, compared to the Gaza operation. That, Bassi had insisted, made it impossible.

Six weeks ago many analysts would have agreed, but Bassi’s thesis seems far less convincing today.

The speedy evacuation also is helping Sharon. The fact that he didn’t shrink from the Gaza operation and carried it out with such impressive efficiency has enhanced his international reputation.

An Italian group has nominated the Israeli prime minister for the Nobel Peace Prize, and Sharon himself feels confident enough to address the U.N. General Assembly next month, a forum in which Israel regularly is criticized.

Even some Palestinians have been impressed by the Gaza operation. In a rare expression of empathy for Israeli suffering, journalist Daoud Kuttab, writing in The New York Times, argued that “whether Palestinians and Arabs will admit it or not, the powerful images of the last few days cannot be ignored.”

The “new view of Israel” that such images inspired could help the cause of peace, Kuttab suggested.

Sharon’s domestic situation has improved, too. The way in which the evacuation was carried out won him plaudits in the media and could translate into several percentage points of support in polls.

More importantly, there are signs that he may be gaining ground in his Likud Party, where he faces a leadership challenge from former Finance Minister Benjamin Netanyahu. Though recent polls showed Netanyahu ahead in the party, there is a growing perception among Likud activists that Sharon would be a much more electable candidate in a national election.


Features

Journey to the Promised Land
The Adventures of an Outlaw Jewish Journalist

David Pepose
Jewish Journal Staff

By the time you read this, I will have already returned home to Missouri, a pale, lackluster follow-up of the journalistic odyssey I have undertaken for the last 50 days.

My name is David Pepose, and in the words of Hunter S. Thompson, I am an outlaw journalist.

Riding upon my trusty white steed — a 2004 Saturn named “Marvin” — and armed with my copy of Thompson’s “The Proud Highway,” as well as cell phone and laptop, I have cut a swath across the great state of Massachusetts, chronicling all that’s good in Jewish Journalism — and some that isn’t.

As I blaze down Route 128, the music of my car’s CD player vibrating my core like a tuning fork, I think about what has led me down this road of literary growth and extensive personal reflection.

Flashback to four months ago: An unseasoned freshman at Brandeis University, I had been beating my head against a wall for months, trying to find a summer job. I could always have gone home to my parents’ house in St. Louis, but with the announcement of one of my best friends moving away in July, the prospect was hardly a warm or welcome one. No, I was determined to stay with my friends in Boston, my adopted city, but was quickly discovering that options were few and far between.

My aunt, Maura Copeland, had given me the name of a guy to e-mail, just to see if there was a prospect of work anywhere in the area. I took the address listlessly and without hope, not realizing just how important this man would be in the weeks to come.

The man’s name was Mark Arnold, and it was he who would open up to me the doors of the Jewish Journal.

He met me on the grounds of Brandeis, as I was quickly packing my things and studying for a final exam in Social Psychology. “You’ve got natural talent,” Mark said of my writing samples. “You’ve got a punchy style. It needs work, of course, but I think you’d do great working here.”

I was initially skeptical. “I don’t have a place to stay,” I said. “What if we found you a place to live?” Mark said, absently cleaning his glasses as I stared incredulously, my jaw dropping of its own accord.

Fast-forward to July 1. As always, there was good news and bad: the good news was that Mark had contacted his cousin, Harriet Wallen, and she had graciously agreed to let me housesit while she worked at a summer camp in New Hampshire. She lived close enough to work for me to drive my new Saturn — purchased over a 48-hour stress-fest after my initial plans to rent a car fell through — to work.

The bad news: Mark was resigning. I was stunned — my boss was leaving? The man who had interviewed President Kennedy and Dr. King? Gone? His things moved out the Friday before I began?

My girlfriend and partner-in-crime, Leah, calmed me down. She and I had dated since high school, and when we graduated, her parents moved to Westborough and she went to Wellesley College. To me, she was one of Boston’s greatest attractions.

A redheaded dynamo of spunk and sunniness, Leah always had the ability to help me put things in perspective. “It can’t be that bad, David,” she said. “You’ve still got your job, and, who knows, your boss might be a really good guy.”

Enter Gary Band. His dark brown hair falling down over his husky face, Gary would hurriedly pace around the office spouting such trademark phrases as “very well,” “rocket science, boy,” demanding we address him as “Supreme Newspaper Commander.”

While I was initially taken aback by the stark contrast in styles between Mark and Gary, I soon got into the groove of things as quickly as my new editor did. I began to realize that not only did I have a boss, I now had a mentor. And with Mark editing my work as well as Gary, it was apparent that I had more people looking out for me than I could ever have predicted.

Gary, a veteran editor of the Journal for over half a decade, would astound me with his ability to fire out stories — both to his reporters and onto his keyboard — like speeding bullets, riddling our newspaper with lead slugs of solid news.
There were some pitfalls, of course, as I timidly joined the staff; my first foray into the world of journalism was a 2400+ word first draft review of the Fantastic Four movie. While I was initially quite proud of my ode to a great comic book, I quickly realized that what took only two hours to write would take another five to cut by 800 words.

As I continued to grow in my writing, I also noticed a similar trend in my personal growth: I had, without help of my parents, secured both a car and housing, and was now living a life of both solitude and autonomy. Drives from Salem to Westborough and back — a 130-mile subliminal journey across the state — were regular events, and undertaken with great anticipation. Meetings in Quincy with my roommate, Kenny, made me feel even closer to the city — and more importantly, to the people — that I had stuck my neck so far out for.

I tried to enrich myself in every way possible: I read for hours on end, and watched over 47 different films. I had conversations that stretched deep into the night, with Leah and Kenny, with family, and with friends from high school and summer camp, asking them what they thought about life, love, and the world in general.

Looking back on it, I guess you could say I was interviewing them. Not for any newspaper, of course, but instead, for my own inquiring mind. I was taking a hard look at myself, and realized what I wanted to change, and how I wanted to grow up.

I would enter the newsroom invigorated, and leave it exhausted, but never in a way that any of my previous jobs ever did. Instead, it was the “good sweat” of a job well done.

As I grew more and more confident in both my writing abilities and in myself as a person, I got more and more exciting jobs: taking names and photos around the JCC about disengagement, covering Salem State’s production of “I Hate Hamlet,” and interviewing a 14-year-old activist against diabetes. The rush of seeing people doing things —fulfilling a vision of a hard-working, decent humanity — filled me with more satisfaction than I had ever had before.

And then, Gary handed me the whopper. The pride-and-joy of my collection, the 16-foot-fish of my jaunt into journalism: July’s anti-disengagement rally.

Tearing onto the subway and into the city like a man possessed, I was immediately assaulted upon arrival by an electric wave of orange passion, as nearly 100 demonstrators gathered at Park Plaza to protest Ariel Sharon’s disengagement policy.

If you had been there, though, you would have known that that number seemed all too small to cover the amount of fervor that was accumulating in front of the Israeli Consulate. And, yes, I too was caught up in it — because despite whatever political standpoint anyone held, these were people fighting to protect their friends, their country, their heritage, and their way of life.

Fighting a political goliath… The title of the article lunged at my throat, appearing out of thin air and raw emotion as it burned itself into my skull.

I snapped a photo almost on instinct. It was 10 or so kids, one on a teenager’s shoulders, parading with the Israeli flag, as they began to cheer and chant in the 100-degree heat.

It was real people and real news, remembered forevermore on the front page column. It was Jewish journalism at its finest.

I’ve loved my time working for the Jewish Journal. I’ve witnessed events that I have brought me great joy, and have suffered through the aches of terrible loneliness. I have remained true to my friends, and even made stronger ties with those I thought I had lost.

I have thrived at my job, and have stood behind both of my employers — both Mark and Gary — even when it seemed that they were being attacked at all sides. I have left a mark — a concrete piece of proof —chronicling my exploits, so as long as there is a Jewish Journal, or even copies of the newspaper, there will always be a record of my summer.

I’ve grown up. And I think that makes me more proud than anything else.

By the time you will have read this, many things will have happened. The Jewish Journal will have hired a new editor and publisher; The Wallens will have returned from camp, likely breathing a sigh of relief I have left their house standing and even clean. Israel will have finally forced out the remaining stragglers at Gush Katif — although violence in its name will not be completely abolished.

And, perhaps most quietly, I will return to my home in Missouri, where I will finish packing my things for the new semester.

“Time feels like a midnight ride/finality waits outside…” plays the radio. I laugh at the appropriateness of it all — I couldn’t have put it any better myself.

I press my foot against the accelerator as I speed away, the outlaw Jewish journalist chasing after the horizon, and the trail of a fiery red sunset.

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The Rules for Men?

Chava Hudson
Special to The Journal

A male friend recently forwarded an email to me promoting a book on how to succeed with women. It warned: Avoid Every One Of These Deadly Common Mistakes:

#1: Being too much of a nice guy
#2: Trying to convince her to like you
#3: Looking for her approval or permission
#4: Trying to buy her affection with food and gifts
#5: Sharing how you feel too early in a relationship with her
#6: Thinking that it takes money and looks
#7: Giving away all your power to women

Let’s take a good look at “being too much of a nice guy.” Where do you draw the line at being a nice guy? Is the author suggesting that not do you not open doors for a woman, but walk in ahead of her, letting them slam in her face?
Is he saying you should invite a woman to dinner then hand her the check at the end of the meal? I for one am not tempted to spend the $36 required for the experiment.

And how to avoid convincing your object of affection to like you? Perhaps arriving two hours late for a dinner date, then telling her she looks fat would do; though you might never get a chance to try avoiding deadly common mistake number three.

Should you get this far, “looking for approval or permission” is tricky. I know you want to be your own man, but if you have any hopes for a relationship, forget about inviting the boys over to watch a football game on her birthday.

I agree that trying to “buy her affection with food and gifts” is not a good idea, but nothing is sweeter than being wooed. I promise that if you take a woman to a fancy restaurant or bring her flowers, she won’t automatically dislike you.

As for “sharing how you feel too early,” what is early? The first five minutes are not good, but if you like someone, be honest. It can open doors for you.

“Thinking that it takes money and looks” is, well, not to be discounted. I don’t know a lot of 300-pound unemployed men who have girlfriends.

And as for “giving away all your power to women,” if I’m not mistaken, the Supreme Court keeps ruling against it.

This book sounds like what every man wants to hear; how to succeed with women without really trying. Thing is, in relationships you always have to try. This doesn’t make you a chump or a doormat, just someone making an effort and acting with common sense and kindness.

I can’t say for all women, but my hunch is that this book is dead wrong. It reminds me of the macho adage “nice guys finish last.” Either the author is 16, or he has learned nothing useful about dealing with the opposite sex since then. The truth is that women who want a real relationship like nice guys, and the real truth is, the best way to be loved is to be lovable.


 


People in the News


Appointed to Melanoma Board

Shari Sarnevitz of Lynnfield has been elected to the board of the Melanoma Education Foundation. Based in Peabody, the foundation has been educating the community about skin cancer detection since 1998.
The Board of Directors governs the activities of the foundation and votes on policy, budgeting, and membership. Sarnevitz, a nurse and surgical physician’s assistant, lost her 42-year-old husband Dana to melanoma in 2004. Dana was an MEF board member at the time of his death and worked with the Lynnfield Health Advisory Committee to bring melanoma education to the Lynnfield schools. He left two children, Janelle and David, who at the time of his death were ages 11 and 8.


Students in the News

Naomi Remis, daughter of Deborah Shelkan Remis and Leon Remis of Swampscott, received an undergraduate degree from Washington University in St. Louis on May 20. Remis graduated with a Bachelor of Arts Afro and African American Studies and international area studies from the College of Arts and Sciences.

During the unviersity’s Eliot Honors Convocation, held May 19, Remis was recognized for graduating Magna Cum Laude and as a member of Gamma Sigma Alpha national Greek academic honor society. She is a 2001 graduate of Swampscott High School in Swampscott.

Andrew Ward, son of Sylvia and Simon Ward of Peabody, was recently awarded a General Electric Star Award. This award is given to the children of G.E. employees based on academic record, extracurricular activities, community service and personal goal and experiences. Andrew received a $2,500 scholarship and $500 was also granted to Peabody High School. Andrew will be attending Providence College in the fall, majoring in business management.

Wedding
Vineberg – Nathanson

Sabrina Ruth Vineberg and Eric Marc Nathanson were married at Le Windsor, in Montreal, Canada. The bride, a pediatric resident at Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore, is the daughter of Mayme and Richard Vineberg of Montreal. She graduated from Wesleyan University and Harvard Medical School. The groom is the son of Dr. Irwin and Karen Nathanson of Peabody. He graduated from Union College and Harvard School of Public Health and is a hospital administrator at Johns Hopkins in Baltimore, where the couple resides. A wedding trip to Hawaii is planned.


Engagement
Ring – Barnes

Mr. and Mrs. Marc Ring of West Peabody are pleased to announce the engagement of their daughter, Marni Lee Ring, to Robert Michael Barnes, son of Sandra Barnes of Quincy and Robert Barnes of Boston.
Marni is a 1995 graduate of Peabody High School and a 1999 graduate of Brandeis University. Bob is a graduate of Quincy High School. The future bride and groom are employed as EMT’s by Boston Emergency Medical Services. A June 2006 wedding is planned.

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Arts & Entertaniment

‘All These Songs of Love and Healing’:
The Spiritual Journey of Matisyahu

David Pepose
Jewish Journal Staff

With an unassuming stance, Matthew Miller rises upon the stage, microphone in hand. A Chabad-Lubavtich Jew, the nondescript Miller stands silently, wearing only a white shirt and a plain black suit, and his thick beard and glasses only further reinforce the idea that perhaps he took a wrong turn on the way to services.

This illusion is immediately dispelled when the music begins, as Miller shouts out his lyrics with blinding swiftness, his words hitting his audience with all the force of a speeding bullet. Indeed, before the song is over, he is no longer the meek-looking Matthew Miller, but Matisyahu, Chassidic reggae artist and alternative music star.
Matisyahu’s popularity has only been reinforced with time, as he has been interviewed on VH1 and ABC’s “Jimmy Kimmel Live!” and the music from his hit CD “Live at Stubbs” is played both on Boston’s FNX 101.7 FM and Yahoo!’s popular Launch.com service. He began his nationwide tour, opening for former Phish guitarist Trey Anastasio on August 4 at the Bank of America Pavilion in Boston.

The show was so successful, that efforts to procure tickets to review the show proved fruitless.

Matisyahu, Hebrew for “Matthew,” spent most of his childhood in White Plains, N.Y., where he was happy to be a secular Jew, settling to be a junior “Deadhead.” However, after nearly burning down his chemistry class in 11th grade, Matisyahu says he realized he could not continue wandering aimlessly.
At a retreat in the Colorado mountaintops, he said he felt for the first time a belief in God’s existence. He emerged reinvigorated, and began a spiritual journey that led him to Israel, where he continued to forge his newfound Jewish identity.

Although Matisyahu was fulfilled by his experiences in Israel, he felt his new connection to Judaism unravel upon his return to the U.S. Dropping out of school, he followed Phish on their national tour, as he pursued his two loves: music and Judaism.

After returning home with neither money nor direction, Matisyahu was sent by his parents to a wilderness school in Bend, Oregon, to sort out his life. The school, known for its arts programs, offered Matisyahu the chance to hone his musical skills, as he learned about rap and reggae. Returning as a new man after two years in the “wilderness,”

Matisyahu enrolled at the New School in New York, where he met a Lubavitch rabbi, who gave Matisyahu a new philosophy to live by: Chabad-Lubavitch Judaism.

“Said, to you my God, now I finally got it right/And I’ll fight with all of my heart, and all a’ my soul, and all a’ my might!” Matisyahu sings today.

From there, Matthew Miller’s transformation from secular Jew to Chabad-Lubavitch yeshiva-goer — indeed, his transformation from “Deadhead” to Matisyahu — is history. He has since carved out a unique niche in the world of rap and reggae, as a hip-hop Chassid who shies from profanity and embraces spirituality. His hit song, “King Without A Crown,” sums up the message of Matisyahu quite perfectly:

“What’s this feeling/My love will rip a hole in the ceiling/Givin’ myself to you with all the essence of my being/And I sing to my God these songs of love and healing/Want Moshiach now so it’s time we start revealing!”


 


Editorial

To Engage or Not to Engage

There is clearly a great deal of debate going on of late around the issues of Israel’s expulsion of 9,000 people from the Gush Katif settlements in the Gaza Strip and four in the West Bank, as well as the questions of how, when and whether or not to withdraw American troops from Iraq.

Despite the fact that they were highly encouraged to go there, and thrive they did, the cost was too great to maintain these beautiful Jewish communities on the front line of the conflict.

A great sadness has surely descended upon many of these brave men and women who created homes and schools, synagogues and cemeteries, greenhouses and gardens over the last 30 years.

Yet this oasis is surrounded by some 1.2 million of the poorest and most hostile people in the world. How the settlers lasted this long is a miracle. But after every effort on every front has been exhausted, when the struggle continues in vain, one must at last consent to disengage from the fight and focus energy elsewhere.

While this was a move undertaken independent from and without hope of reciprocity from the Palestinian Authority, and indeed inspired celebration and declarations of victory among the Palestinian people, terrorism and calls for violence against innocent Israelis must stop for there to be any hope of peace in our lifetime.

“It weakens our position and damages our reputation as a people,” said a Palestinian policeman who helped break up a Hamas rally earlier this month.

Poverty and lawlessness, fear, loathing and hostility rage in places like Gaza City and the situation demands attention.
“If there could be trust and cooperation between Israel and the Palestinians, Gaza could be a paradise,” said a Bedouin Israeli tour guide during the General Assembly in November 2003.

But if the Arab world and the Palestinian Authority and people truly want to better their lot, they should stop calling for Israel’s destruction, stop preaching hate, stop saying one thing to the Western media and another to Al Jazeera, and put an end to acts of extremism. Instead of embezzling aid money and using it to fund arms deals like the late Yasser Arafat, invest in infrastructure, create industry, build desalination plants and factories, feed their people by farming and teach peace.

In Iraq, the situation is no less dire. And thanks to President Bush and the neo-cons’ war doctrine, Operation Iraqi Freedom has destroyed a country and entangled the United States in an intractable conflict with no end in sight.

While 2000 soldiers have died and countless more wounded and scarred for life, the only ones who benefit are weapons manufacturers and mega construction companies like Brown and Root while President Bush pedals around the ranch and continues to make his case for why the war is good.

We can’t win, we can’t leave and we can’t impose a democratic constitution on a people in whose 7000-year history the word democracy has never been uttered.

Like settling in Gaza, removing Saddam from Iraq seemed like a good idea at the time. But with the way it was done, and only two years into the war, it is clear that the longer we stay, the worse it will get. Hopefully it won’t take 30 years to realize that.

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Local Columnists

Shhh, A Secret Between My Readers and Me

 

DOV BURT LEVY
Jewish Journal North of Boston

Dov Burt Levy is a Salem, MA based columnist. He can be reached at dblevy@columnist. com..


Here is a little secret I want you to keep between us. Don’t tell the editor I said this: If the Jewish Journal is your only source of news about the Jewish world, you are not getting enough.

Neither the Jewish Journal nor any local weekly or bimonthly publication can come close to providing all the news about the Jewish world that every Jew needs to know.

The Jewish Journal is the important cement holding the local Jewish community together.  It tells us what’s happening, for whom, by whom, when and where. Then come the local news stories, some great and encouraging, some difficult and discouraging, lots in the middle. In addition, some half dozen major national and international stories get some space and several national columnists add their opinions.

We do our best; some say a great job, but cannot do it all. Not even close. Let me offer two marvelous resources involving incredibly interesting products, marvelously written, and if you go on line, even free of charge.

The first is the Forward newspaper out of New York. If you don’t know, you may think it dead or still in Yiddish, the paper our grandparents read daily. Well, now it is a weekly, in English, and, in my opinion, the best national Jewish newspaper in America, (www.forward.com, $1 a copy at newsstands, or phone 1-800-901-3875 for subscriptions.)

The front-page headlines contain national and international news of importance to Jews, including, of course, the important stories out of Israel.

More news inside, but the sweet stuff for me is the editorial and op-ed forum and the art, culture and film sections. What is so marvelous is that they don’t dumb down and treat you as a tabloid reader. The material is serious, funny, audacious and, as they say, cutting edge.

Some of last week’s Forward offerings include the tough and Jewish side of Dianne Von Furstenberg (who knew she was Jewish?), the works of a Jewish women’s theater group in Pittsburgh, and a book review of a new essay collection from Sholem Asch, dead and neglected since 1957, who, the reviewer says, has provided a collection of diamonds.

You can get your Portion of the week from Gary Rendsburg, chair of Jewish Studies at Rutgers and a language discussion, this week called “A Hill of Bupkis” by someone disguised as Philologos.

Second resource is the old Jewish Telegraph Agency now known simply as JTA. (The employees no longer tap Morse code but you guessed it, use computers.) It’s the Jewish version of AP (Associated Press) and most Jewish newspapers in the world subscribe. Still, no local Jewish newspaper, including the Journal, has space for all they offer.

Go to the web at www.JTA.org to read the daily news or sign up for the JTA daily briefing sent to your computer offering a main story, a list of breaking stories and another list of timely and useful articles and columns from American, Israeli and other newspapers around the world.

Recently, two of the feature stories were: “In Destroyed Thai Village, Israeli Gives Back to a Country He Loves”; and “Diners Pelted at Paris Pizzeria” (The theft of a cell phone has upset the fragile coexistence in a Paris neighborhood of Jews and Arabs of North African origin).

The stories above are those human-interest stories you can laugh or cry about. The meaty articles were about Sinai evacuation nightmares, Jewish concerns about Christian evangelical proselytizing and liberal Christian Israel-bashing, recommendations regarding Israel’s virtually permanent war-time economy, the hidden complexities of Lebanon’s attitudes toward Syria, and a report about Jewish-Israeli kids’ perceptions of Arabs, from kindergarten through adolescence.

That’s a lot to chew on. You won’t get it all at once. You probably won’t read every story. But in time, a short time, you will have a context in which to put all the data, opinions and stories. I call it my Jewish obligation and joy.

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What’s the World Look Like to a Bat Mitzvah Girl?

 

ELLEN GOLUB

Ellen Golub teaches journalism at Salem State College.She can be reached at elkele@attbi.com


According to a recent Time Magazine cover story, the world is a pretty scary place for thirteen-year-old children.

Sixty-seven percent of the 501 thirteen-year-olds polled think that being a teenager is harder than it was for their parents, and 46 percent feel that the United States will be a worse place to live than it is now. Fifty-three percent get along with their parents and 60 percent think that people should wait until they get married to have sex. If someone asked me about sex when I was 13, I’d run home and tell my mother.

Is it my imagination or has the world gone mad empowering pre-teens? Even though they may get all glammed up for bat mitzvah parties and cop an attitude, they are still just three plus 10.

I look back at my own bat mitzvah year and think I was goal oriented too. I wanted to marry David Cassidy from the Partridge Family and grow my hair long enough to put in two pigtails.

At my oldest daughter Rachel’s bat mitzvah, I took a look at my bat mitzvah picture and am happy to report that, although David Cassidy hadn’t yet proposed, I did get to wrap pink satin ribbons around my perfect pigtails. I wasn’t searching for perfection from myself or anyone around me. A good pillow fight and a fist full of chocolate was my definition of ideal.

According to the Time cover story, many of today’s teens adore mini-iPods, flip phones and flip-flops, don’t have a minute to spare and are striving to be perfect in all areas of their life. I watched a television special in which Diane Sawyer interviewed a mother and daughter about the 13-year-old’s myriad sports and academic accomplishments she had garnered and how she really wouldn’t know what to do with a spare hour.

I don’t know what is sadder, the girl who is being robbed of her childhood or the mother who is beaming with pride that her daughter is trading the joy of languishing in childhood for an executive schedule.

When I think of my daughter Emily preparing for her upcoming bat mitzvah next spring, I know deep in my heart she has many more questions than answers. I don’t expect her to be buttoned up and building a resumé. The human race should be about being human. At thirteen, it’s still time to skip, not sprint.

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Jewish Camps: Lite or Original Recipe

 

STACEY MARCUS

Stacey Marcus runs Grapevine Communications and is also a freelance writer who resides in Marblehead. She invites readers to contact her at grapecom@aol.com.

“What kind of Jewish camp?” my neighbor persevered, when asking about my youngest daughter’s whereabouts this summer.
“A regular Jewish camp,” I said, perplexed. “Kosher, Shabbat—y’know?” But according to my neighbor there are different grades of Jewish camps.    

“There’s Jewish and Jewish lite,” she explained, and then reiterated. “Jewish camps — and camps for Jewish children.” Which had I chosen?    

A pang of anxiety gripped me as I began to measure our choice of Camp Yavneh against this new concept. Lite may be a proper attribute for a salad dressing or a beer, since excess sugar or fat are unwelcome in the food pyramid. But something tells me that a lite Jewish experience would be superficially palatable but contain little long-term impact on a child’s Jewish development.

The letters that came over the summer from our youngest daughter gave little hint of any unbearable liteness of being at camp. “I need more stamps,” wrote Zoe, a problem that we immediately remedied. Did we plan on picking her up early on the last day? — a clue that homesickness was lapping at her tender heart. Baruch HaShem (lite version: “thankfully”) all the emotional throat clearing quickly dissipated after the first week.

Zoe’s later letters were filled with stories of bunkmates and counselors, about the time the showers broke, about day trips and hikes, and buying candy and souvenirs at Kolbo (camp store). One especially moving epistle was about the profusion of chocolate chips in the cookies they served at dessert. “The food is great!” she told us. “Free swim is my favorite activity. . . .Color war will be starting soon.” But for all the homesick, dutiful, or ecstatic, letters arriving every few days in our mail box, there was little clue as to the Jewish quality of camp.

Regular or lite? An authentic Jewish experience of Torah, Israel, and kahal (community) or a nominally Jewish experience with other campers of Jewish descent? Ultimately—and I agonized over this — was my child spending the summer in a living, breathing Jewish world or was she seeing Judaism as a cultural artifact, a mere mascot for people who enjoyed the name, but not the practice?

All doubts dissipated as I hugged my camper on the dirt road leading to her bunk. Her hair had the blonde highlights that a summer spent outside brings; her skin was a glorious nut brown (she always tans the best of anyone in our family); her smile was broad, her body relaxed. Zoe was surrounded by a swarm of girls who giggled and spoke with warmth and humor. She couldn’t wait to show us the camp.

The first place she pointed out quashed all my anxieties about Jewish lite. Zoe pointed off-handedly to a non-descript building. “That’s the genizah,” she said. She continued our tour, showing off the agam (the lake), the hadar ochel (the cafeteria), the beit am (the gym), the places where she davened — with an explanation of why she had chosen this minyan and not that. It was a pleasure to travel with Zoe through the path of her summer community, watching joyous farewells with campers we passed throughout the tour. But for me, the genizah said it all.

A genizah speaks volumes about Jewish identity. As a depository for discarded holy papers and books, it displays an understanding of the barriers Jews habitually build between holy and profane. A genizah teaches the values of kedushah (holiness) and displays the reverence a community has for Torah. “Oh, yeah, that’s our genizah,” tells me that Zoe has spent the summer in a traditional community of people which takes Jewish texts and identity seriously.

Yavneh was established by Rabban Yochanan Ben Zakkai as one of the two Torah academies (the other is Pumbedita) established by Rabban Yochanan Ben Zakkai after the fall of Jerusalem. Without Yavneh and Pumbedita, Jewish culture could not have survived the destruction of the second temple. Similarly, there are many challenges and hurdles that American Judaism will have to survive— not all of them religious. Camp Yavneh gives me confidence that my young camper is being well prepared for them.

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Opinion

Don’t Expect Any Applause

 

JONATHAN S. TOBIN

Jonathan S.Tobin is executive director of the Jewish Exponent in Philadelphia. He can be reached via e-mail at jtobin@jewishexponent.com

For supporters of Israel, the sense of cognitive dissonance about current events is by now commonplace.

This month, Israel is leaving the Gaza Strip 38 years after it conquered the small territory in a defensive war.

Jewish residents of the area have been forcibly removed. Farms, towns, homes, synagogues and even cemeteries are either being destroyed or carted back inside the 1949 armistice lines.

In order to do this, Prime Minister Ariel Sharon has divided his Likud Party, forced out some of the most talented members of his Cabinet and set in motion a series of events that threatens at times to tear Israeli society to pieces.

In exchange for this angst, Israel is getting from the Palestinians nothing but the knowledge that the retreat will most likely strengthen the hands of those who believe terror is the best way to deal with the Jewish state.

Sharon has powerful reasons for the Gaza move, including the need to keep the area’s million-plus Arabs outside of Israel’s borders, and create a more defensible position than the current deployment of troops who defended the settlements.

But disengagement also has led many American Jews to piously hope that this sacrifice will win Israel the plaudits of the world - or at least lessen the drumbeat of criticism that can be found every day in the pages of major daily newspapers and on television news.

By giving up Gaza, they reason, Israel has confirmed its status as the certified good guy of the conflict.

But those who think that giving up Gaza will make Israel more popular are deluded themselves. Its enemies aren’t impressed by its desire for peace or its willingness to give up part of its historic territory after winning wars, something no other sovereign state has ever done.

Shimon Peres, currently a member of Sharon’s coalition, once famously said that Israel didn’t need a smart public-relations effort to tell its story. It just needed smart policies.

Once Arafat was installed as head of a Palestinian territory, his “police” armed and terrorists released from Israeli prisons, the false idea that Israel was a murderous occupier that killed babies became far more prevalent throughout the world, not less.

Even more recently, former Prime Minister Ehud Barak- whose bold bid for peace at the 2000 Camp David summit put almost all of the territories (including Gaza) on a silver platter for Arafat - was burned as well. Not only did Arafat say no to Barak’s peace offer, within months he launched a bloody terror war.

But Israel gained no credit for its peace offer, and sympathy for the Palestinian cause did not decrease because of the decision to pursue the murder of innocents on the streets of Jerusalem and Tel Aviv. Instead, for the first time in decades, Israel’s existence and the very legitimacy of Zionism become a matter of debate in respectable circles.

And now, even after weathering four years of heightened terrorism that took more than a thousand Jewish lives and having handed Arafat’s successor - and his Islamist allies - all of Gaza without even so much as requiring them to sign another piece of paper, just where does Israel stand?


Letters to the editor

Land for Peace?

The attorney who chose to exercise his “free speech” to attempt to demonize Israel clearly ignores the facts on the ground to promote apartheid and genocide.

If anyone should offer “land for peace” it is the 22 hostile Arab dictatorships that control 5,120,000 square miles, yet still want the 8,000 square miles that comprise the State of Israel.

It is clearly not the land the Arab extremists want; it is the eradication of Jews, then of Christians and all non-Muslims, beginning in the Middle East. The goal of ethnically cleansing of all that is not Islam would qualify as apartheid and, last I checked, that does not promote peace.  

Lisa Cohen
Menlo Park, CA

 

McNulty a Disgrace

I’ll bet Martin McNulty had no problem taking his fee from Jewish clients. This man is a disgrace to his profession. I live on the South Shore and you can be sure he’ll never get a Jewish client (or anyone else) from this area.

The man is an outright anti-Semitic moron. No matter what we “Jews” give up, people like McNulty will never be happy unless they see all of us destroyed. I’d like to put something on his lawn, but I won’t say what!

Respectfully submitted, and proud to be a “JEW”.

Sheila Sandler
Stoughton

 

Ideas for Unity

Over the past few months, I have followed with great interest the studies, meetings, conversations and general wringing of hands over how we can strengthen the Jewish community on the North Shore. We owe the participants in these sessions a good deal of gratitude for their earnest efforts to keep our children Jewish and make our lives as Jews more meaningful and fulfilling. 

Allow me to make a simple suggestion that, with cooperation from this fine newspaper and all of the synagogues north of Boston, could go a long way in fostering that feeling of unity and spur on participation by Jews of all disciplines, including Orthodox, Conservative, Reform, Reconstructionist, Messianic, Chasidic and others I may have inadvertently slighted by omission: 

The synagogues should submit a list of their individual activities for the upcoming month to the Journal, this newspaper should print them, and these temples should invite and welcome members of other congregations and those unaffiliated to participate. That is, with no additional fees other than what their regular members would be charged. 

This, particularly, would open up the world of Judaism to our young people, and allow them to see that although others that may not worship in entirely the same manner that they do, we are all Jews. I feel that this would stimulate a real sense of unity, solidarity and community. 

Beryl Porter
Beverly Farms

What Should Jews Do?

The anti-Israel sign on the house in Lynn is hateful and wrong, despicable and muddled. To call Israel “land-grabbing” ignores the thousands of acres of land that Israel has turned over to Arabs in the search for peace. This is compellingly true with the turnover of Gaza to the Palestinians just this week.

The statement on the sign that “Israel is Bleeding America” would be humorous if it was not such a blatant lie. The bleeding of America is the billions of dollars going to Arab countries because of their chokehold on oil. (Have you filled up your car lately?) While the Lynn sign is contemptible, it must not be ignored and raises an important question for North Shore Jews. What action should we take to confront this slur against Israel?

The traditional but somewhat pale response takes the form of letters scolding the author of the sign about his lack of judgment and insensitivity. The author replies that he is invoking his freedom of expression and that he is not going to retract his statement. More letters, some telephone calls and the issue becomes an obscure, private exchange that tails off to silence. Lots of motion but no real movement.

An alternative reaction to this anti-Israel insult is a peaceful, legal protest that uses the same constitutionally protected freedom of expression that the sign’s author invokes. A public demonstration by North Shore Jews and other citizens of good will in front of the offending sign enforces the message that lies about Israel will not go unchallenged. Just as this defamer of Israel has gone public, so a Jewish protest would make public — with the help of invited media — that Israel cannot be unfairly maligned.

A public statement will make clear that affronts on Israel will be challenged and countered, a message that would help deter any future attacks. Further, a public protest would signal to the entire North Shore that its Jewish community is attuned to anti-Israel insults and its evil twin, anti-Semitism, and will not tolerate them.

Perhaps the most important reason for a public protest is the effect it will have on North Shore Jews. Defense of Israel can be the most unifying cause of our Jewish community. Defense of the Jewish homeland transcends all of the differences that sometimes split our community into differing factions.

A public protest would say, yes, we are united; yes, we do take a common stand; and, vehemently, we will not tolerate lies broadcast about Israel. The North Shore Jewish community would literally be standing shoulder to shoulder in a worthwhile, bonding cause.  

Another possible action, or inaction, is to do nothing about the sign. History has shown that, unfortunately, Jews have been known to do just that – nothing. But we have learned from our tragic history that issues ignored come back in a more virulent form. We must not let that happen.

How will the North Shore Jewish community respond? The choice rests with you.

Herbert Belkin
Swampscott

 

Credit Was, Has Been Given Where Due

I was quite surprised and more than a little perplexed to read the responses from Neil Cooper in the last two issues of the Journal to my interview in the July 15 issue.

In that interview, and at most every opportunity afforded me, I do my best to make it clear that I understand and truly value that this community, as all Jewish communities, stands on the shoulders of those who came before us, both lay and professional. 

I not only recognize this fact, but relish in pointing out the successes of the men and women whose hard work and philanthropy 10, 15 and even more years ago (as were the examples which Neil offered) afforded us the opportunity to live in such a wonderful community today.

Jewish continuity at its core is the transference of responsibility for the maintenance, nurturing and growth of Jewish life to the next generation. I know those who gave of their time and resources in years past to help build this North Shore Jewish community did not do so with the intent of personal recognition, but to insure continuity — to insure their children and grandchildren had a wonderful Jewish place to call home. 

That said, just as we cite our teachers and sages when discussing sacred texts, it is the responsibility of the subsequent generations to acknowledge and honor those who came before them. I cannot thank enough those who served our community and our Federation in the past, and only hope this generation and those which follow continue to honor their legacy by striving to realize the promise of our Federation’s mission of Helping to Keep our Children Jewish, the true essence of Jewish continuity.
Here Neil and Deanna Cooper have clearly succeeded as exemplified by their children Marc and Diana co-chairing our Federation’s Family Mission to Israel this month and bringing with them their children, connecting the next generation of the Cooper family to Israel and their Jewish heritage.  

We do what we do not for the recognition Neil wanted to make sure occurred through his letters. We do what we do so our peoplehood will continue in perpetuity just as Hashem promised Abraham thousands of years ago.

Merritt Mulman
JFNS Executive Director
Jewish Federation of the North Shore

 

Comments on Keshet

What’s with all these North Shore Conservative rabbis falling all over themselves to join Keshet, a group dedicated to make gays feel super-welcome in the synagogue? Methinks this rush to embrace suggests a) falling memberships, b) classic knee jerk liberalism, and c) fears lest they, the rabbis, be labeled homophobic, reactionary and (gasp) politically incorrect.

Personally, I think if a Jew who is gay wants to join a shul, that’s fine. But if he thereby seeks public acceptance and legitimacy of homosexuality (e.g., using the synagogue for a gay service), then I would object, much as I would if a Jew who’s a gambler, alcoholic or a Jew for Jesus wanted to use the synagogue to legitimize his lifestyle or private heresy. And I certainly would not want kids brainwashed into believing that homosexuality is kosher.

Indeed, it should be remembered, despite all the “sanitizing” pro-gay propaganda flooding us from the media, the homosexual act (male anal intercourse) is in Torah a major sin and abomination.

I would advise these rabbis who are bending over to welcome gays (low class pun intended) to straighten up and reread their rabbinic texts and remind themselves that they are Jews, not Unitarians or pagans.

They should also realize that by ostentatiously welcoming the gay person as a special category, they will inevitably turn off and drive away others — young families especially — who rightly fear today’s epidemic of pro-gay preachings (always packaged with guilt-inducing phrases like “show tolerance” and “respect diversity”) in public schools, etc.

(For those interested in learning more about why Judaism regards homosexuality negatively yet believes it is treatable and not inevitable, consult www.jonahweb.org.)

Pinchas Baram, Ph.D.
Brookline

The Work of True Sisters

I just made out $10,000 in checks from an organization that has been giving this amount every year to the North Shore Medical Center Cancer Department. If you visit Salem Union and Beverly Hospital, you would see plaques, furnishings and equipment given by the United Order of True Sisters Heritage #53 over many years.

Nationally this organization has been in existence 90 years and most of our members are senior seniors. It is the oldest women’s organization in the United States and has supported hospitals, clinics and given research grants throughout the country. (See uots.org.)

We also support “Nam Camp” that sends young people to camp during the summer who are suffering from cancer or whose parents are stricken with that deadly disease.

This is a real human interest story, as our membership is depleted by death and members going into old age homes. I just turned 82 and I am one of the youngest members. We raise money with an ad book, a donor dinner and various donations, but if we don’t get an infusion of younger members I’m afraid True Sisters will not be able to continue our philanthropic endeavors. Our mission is to work to replace despair with hope for all those who seek our call.

In our quiet way we have been helping this community for years with no recognition, but now we’re hurting. Maybe if the community knew more about it, younger women might join.

Georgie Sawyer
Swampscott

Subverting Sheehan

There is a rumor that Cindy Sheehan, the Gold Star Mother for Peace, has been making anti-Israel statements. The original charge appeared without attribution on right-wing Matt Drudge’s blog, a site which frequently prints Republican “talking points.” KKK member David Duke’s website cited a similar statement she is alleged to have made on Nightline. From there the story made it to the mainstream press.

Cindy herself denies having made any statements about Israel. When questioned by reporters, she flatly stated that these alleged quotes were untrue. Of course, many Jews are liberal. Painting Ms. Sheehan as pro-Palestinian is a very clever way to turn this powerful block against her.

In another case, an Iraqi woman visited Cindy Sheehan in Texas, and then made derogatory statements about her. This woman, it turns out, is married to a reporter for Voice of America, a station whose propaganda is aimed at foreign countries and banned from broadcasting in the USA. This is another attempt by the government to disempower a woman who is fueling anti-war protests.

This information comes from a personal search on Google and from listening to audio tapes played on Air America, (1200 AM and 1430 AM on your radio dial).

Be aware that there is a major attempt to subvert the truth and be skeptical.

Linda Weltner
Marblehead

 

Go Pliner!

Jared Pliner is an amazing teen. He relayed his story (Y2I 2005: A Jewish Rebirth, August 12-25) from a personal and reflective angle. He was still able to reach out and let the reader see history from his eyes. He is a journalist in the making.

Diana Redfearn

Jared Rocks

I thought Jared Pliner’s article (Y2I 2005: A Jewish Rebirth, August 12-25) was amazing. It was a brilliant article for a junior in high school.
Jill Sherman


Obituaries

BACKMAN, Rose (Shapiro) – late of Lynn. Died August 10. Wife of the late Abraham Backman. Mother of Joanne Gerber of Canton and the late Carolyn Backman. Sister of Miriam Nathanson of Baltimore, MD, and the late Joseph Shapiro and Sally Pliskin. Grandmother of Heidi Guarino, David and Steven Greenberg, Ada Greenberg-Hogan, Debora and Nancy Gerber. Great-grandmother of 8. (S)

COHEN, Sadie (Ludwig) – late of Paso Robles, CA, formerly of Everett. Died August 1. Wife of the late Louis Cohen. Mother of Dorothy Lefebure and Daniel Cohen. Grandmother of 8. Great-grandmother of 11, and great-great-grandmother of one. (G)

PEARLMAN, Samuel “Sonny” – late of Revere. Died August 9. Husband of Ruth (Cohen) Pearlman. Father of Jeffrey Pearlman of Salem and Anita Cutler of Peabody. Grandfather of Sara Cutler, David Cutler and the late Rachel Pearlman. (G)

RIMER, Richard – late of Marblehead. Died August 13. Son of John and Anita (Rafey) Rimer of Marblehead and Palm Beach, FL. Brother of Robert Rimer of Stuart, FL, and the late Donald Rimer. Uncle of Jeremy, Elizabeth and Daniel Rimer. Cousin of Ted Rimer of Peabody. (S)

In Memoriam

Saul Gilberg, Real Estate Developer

al estate developer from Swampscott, died at the Mass General Hospital on Sunday, August 14. He was 79 years old.

Born and raised in McDonough Square in West Lynn, he attended Lynn Public Schools, graduated from Lynn Classical High School and attended Northeastern University after a tour of duty in the US Army during WWII.

Like many of his generation Mr. Gilberg never forgot his roots and the city he loved. As president of International Realty and Broad Street Trust he prided himself in being a “one man urban renewal team,” having transformed rundown, problem properties in Lynn into decent affordable taxable property.

For his work he received numerous awards and recognitions, including Realtor of the Year in 1966 by the Greater Lynn Board of Realtors, and the prestigious Item Bouquet of the Week in 1967 for his efforts to upgrade properties in the city.

In the 1980s he provided Swampscott with its “White Gateway” by restoring several rundown buildings at the town’s entrance from Lynn Shore Drive. In 2003 he was elected to the Greater Lynn Area Chamber of Commerce Hall of Fame.

He was very active in community affairs, having been a prime mover in the construction of the new YMCA in Lynn and the North Shore Jewish Community Center (JCC) in Marblehead that replaced the old Young Men’s Hebrew Association (YMHA) in Lynn. He received the JCC’s Presidential Citation in 1967. Because of his expertise in real estate and affordable housing, in 1980 then Governor Edward King appointed Mr. Gilberg to a seven-year term at the Massachusetts Home Mortgage Financing Agency.

He was a member of Temple Israel of Swampscott, Rotary Clubs, and was a life member of the Friends of Lynn and Nahant Beach. He was past president of the Greater Lynn Board of Realtors, a member of the Lynn Business Partnership, the Chamber of Commerce, the Insurance Brokers Association of Massachusetts, the Salem Board of Realtors and the Lynn Credit Union. For many years he was active in the Swampscott Little League Association.

He was the beloved husband for 55 years of Irene (Stone) Gilberg. He is survived by his children: Gary Gilberg of Swampscott and his late wife Evelyn, Richard Gilberg of Swampscott, Robert and Jill Gilberg of Swampscott, Andrea and David Cohen of Swampscott, Jayne and Lee Goldman of Marblehead, Carol and James Goldman of Swampscott and John and Rhonda Gilberg of Marblehead, as well as his sister, Sylvia Goldstein of Lynn. He was a grandfather of 13, and a great grandfather of one.

Donations in his memory may be made to a charity of choice.