From the CEO

Behind the Counter

The airline lost my grandson’s car seat on the way to Israel. After 18 hours of travel, my daughter had to go buy a new car seat while my son-in-law waited with the baby in the airport. Catastrophic? No, but certainly inconvenient. (The car seat was eventually found in a car seat grave…

Another first-world challenge

A long-standing rule in the Kovach household—when in town, you’re home for Shabbat (Friday night) dinner.
 
Work schedules, meetings, youth-group activities, class schedules, sports, etc., make weekdays challenging. But Shabbat is Shabbat. We all keep our calendars clear. Grandparent…

Our Responsibility

Israel is complicated. Sometimes things happen there that disturb us and cause us to question our commitment to her. But for many reasons, we simply cannot.
 
Our tradition teaches that Kol Yisrael Arevim zeh la-zeh—All Jews are responsible for one another—and nowhere do we actualize…

May his memory be for a blessing

I met Dan Flax on Shabbat morning—August 14, 1993.
 
I had just finished up graduate school in July and was married on August 8. Ilana and I walked out of our new home at the intersection of Davis Avenue and Buckingham Drive and started walking eastward toward New Scotland Avenue. Dan r…

Partner, not competitor

By now, everyone should know how I feel about Federation and competition. Simply put, we have none. I joke with people when arriving in Israel that when they see a crane, those are their Israel Bond dollars at work. When they see a new playground, those are their JNF dollars at work. And, wh…