By Shelley Hubal
My father’s favorite blue and gray flannel shirt hangs on a hook in my closet. I wear it around the house on cold days, but try not to soil it because I can’t bring myself to put it in the wash. Last night I dreamt that the shirt was ruined beyond repair. I awoke with …
By Shelley Hubal
There is a narrow bend on the Lilly Lake Trail at Chenango Valley State Park where the Pine trees stand like giants, their fallen needles soften the path below. In the summer, the lilies crowd the lake and, on a sunny day, there are lazy turtles sunning themselves on a log…
By Shelley Hubal
One of the challenges of living in a small Jewish community is having adequate resources. Our few “big donors” are called on frequently to support a plethora of institutions and initiatives.
However, small-town living has many advantages. There is comfort in knowing y…
By Shelley Hubal
On a Sunday afternoon several weeks ago, approximately 20 members of our Jewish community gathered in the Temple Israel social hall for a training. Our panel of three trainers, all women, came from New Jersey, Colorado and Massachusetts. The Chevra Kadisha, which literally…
By Shelley Hubal
What brings people together? Here is a short list: food, laughter, prayer, music, beauty and love for children.
Next week marks Israel’s 75th birthday and, like many Jewish communities, we are planning a celebration here in Broome County. I must admit that I have a degr…
