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Parshat Vayechi 5783

I used to think that the entire California was one big meeting ground for urbane, progressive sophisticates, the type that ate braised youngberry frites, used venti as a vocabulary word, or listened to world fusion music while drinking organic wheatgrass martinis. While…

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Parshat Vayechi 5783

Why don’t you just pull my teeth out?
Parshat Vayechi 5782

A few years back, I had three teeth extracted. The dentist who did the pulling, cutting, drilling, cutting, and stitching was a fine man named Dr. Gregg Bobier. He has great chairside manner and a calming demeanor, but nonetheless, the…

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Parshat Vayechi 5782

Parsha Vayechi 5782

Parshat Vayechi             Upon hearing that his beloved son Yosef was alive and well in Egypt, Yaakov gathered his family and moved there. And following Yosef’s advice, Yaakov and his family settled in Goshen, far from the Egyptian settlements, so that…

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