Commentary

I’ve never felt more like a spy than when I was handed two folders of alien case files at the National Archives in Kansas City. 

In Israel, we use different words for goodbye. In most one-on-one conversations, we just say “bye,” like the wannabe Americans we are. The more common phrase, “yalla bye,” is a true testament to the Israeli nature of direct and hasty goodbyes, very unlike the Midwestern goodbyes I’ve become accustomed to here in Kansas City. 

On Saturday, June 24, as I walked to our synagogue for prayers [in Cobb County, Georgia], I was greeted by the horrific sight of massive swastika flags. There was a group of agitators shouting antisemitic taunts and holding signs that promoted nasty anti-Jewish conspiracy theories.

“La tefila, la tefila” — the Judeo-Spanish call to worship echoed through the cobblestone streets. The caller’s reminder to the faithful mingled with a whispering sea breeze and the first chirps of bird melodies. 

I am passionate about preserving the memory of the Holocaust — but not in the way it’s been done in the past.

I am thrilled to be interning with The Chronicle this summer. I am excited to be part of staff and know that combining my background of Judaism with my passion for storytelling will give me many exciting opportunities.

My name is Gerry Trilling, and recently I learned that my genetic kidney disease (polycystic kidney disease-PKD) has progressed.

I recently returned from Washington. D.C. with nine students who participated in the 2022 Together We Remember program.

Getting a second passport is in vogue these days. The desire to secure citizenship in another country, and with it a second passport, might be driven by fear, but also for educational, employment or business opportunities that an alternative citizenship might provide a family.

An infrared thermometer, a pair of arm-length heat resistant gloves, a water kettle and maybe a salad spinner.