Those wonderful daughters of mine are going about their business working and living….and shopping. They shop more often than I did at their age. And I must say, they are far savvier than I ever was. They always manage to find the most beautiful, aidel, and fashionable items. They never seem to mind the constant changes in styles that happen around them, like the fact that it’s virtually impossible these days to find a decent pair of shoes.

I’ve spent the last two years unsuccessfully looking for Shabbos shoes. I used to shop at this wonderful place that had rows and rows of lovely shoes. It was a discount store that sold quality, well-made shoes in all sizes. I used to go there at least twice a year and never had difficulty finding something just right. I often felt like the proverbial kid in a candy store happily coming home with my large shopping bag filled with enough goodies to last me for the season. But with each passing year, the styles changed, and I couldn’t wear the shoes they were selling, even if I liked them, which I didn’t.

I wanted to use this space to once again encourage parents to consider the benefits of early intervention for their kids who have started to drink or use other drugs. We already know that substances like nicotine, cannabis, and alcohol are used by too many adolescents in our community. We also know that some of these kids who begin to use drugs will develop a more serious problem that will become a disorder.

It is no small thing to have a substance use disorder, no matter what the drug. It is one of the worst things that can happen to a person (and a family). The diagnostic manual used by most health practitioners (DSM-V) describes 11 criteria for substance use disorder. These criteria include:

·         symptoms that fall into the categories of poor control of use (e.g., using more than intended)

·         risky use (e.g., driving under the influence)

·         impaired social functioning (e.g., neglect of schoolwork or other obligations)

·         physical dependence (e.g., tolerance or withdrawal)

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transcribed by Howard Wasserman

Editor’s Note: Baltimore’s iconic Wasserman and Lemberger butcher shop is still located on Reisterstown Road, owned now by Mr. Arie Benjamin. But old timers will remember when both Mr. Wasserman and Mr. Lemberger, with their white butcher’s coats and gracious European manners, stood behind the counter and served customers. Here is the story of Mr. Bernard Wasserman, told in his own words.

I was born in 1923, in Emeruth, Bavaria, in Germany, which is located approximately 30 kilometers from Nuremberg and five kilometers from the town of Edensdorf, where the train station was. The town was a farming village of approximately a thousand people. It was a real hick town – no paved streets. Jews were allowed to settle there around 1700 or so, as the cemetery’s tombstone’s go back to that date. It had a nice shul, built around 1850 from sandstone, and a thriving Jewish community composed of cattle dealers and tradesmen.

My grandparents on my father’s side were Jacob and Babette Wasserman. My grandfather was a cattle dealer and also, at one time or another, a butcher, who processed small animals, such as goats and calves, when the slaughterhouse was in one of the rooms of a house in Emeruth. They sold the hindquarters to non-Jews and the forequarters to Jews. Jacob was a religious man as people were in those days in the small villages; so was my grandmother. They kept Shabbos, Yontif, kashrus, and never did any business on Shabbos or holidays.

Most readers of the WWW keep Shabbos and have learned from their youth that Shabbos is a special day, when we look forward to eating special foods, inviting guests, and learning the parsha. As parents, we try to make our children look forward to Shabbos, too. But enjoying Shabbos is not always easy, especially these days, when we are connected to electronics the whole week and are used to being distracted. What can families do to make Shabbos special?

Advice from a Rebbetzin

Miriam, a rebbetzin, told me that she sometimes gets phone calls from people whose children are struggling with Judaism. Miriam said, “The first thing I ask them is if they make their Shabbos table fun. Each family is different, and what is fun for one family may not be fun for another one. It takes thought and effort to find out what your family enjoys and to plan that activity. When my children were young, we had a special spot where we all hung out together on Friday nights. It was cozy and warm, and everyone read their own book. For us, that was fun, and my children looked forward to our weekly get-together.

“A teenage boy I know once told his mother that he hates erev Shabbos because it was full of screaming,” Miriam adds. “When the mother heard that she tried to make Friday afternoons more pleasant. Especially when it comes to Yiddishkeit, it is important to make your children’s memories positive. Then they will grow up and do the same for their families.”

The smoke detector sounds. It is an emergency. Without question, we must do something. Studies show that when there is a fire, many people instinctively retrace their steps to exit the building through the same doorway that they came in. 

In marriage, too, when alarms sound and a sense of urgency sets in, there is a tendency for many people to instinctively think that they should retrace their steps. When there are problems, they think that they must undo the marriage and proceed with divorce. We must ask ourselves: Is there another option?

When a person is in a crisis, it is best to take a moment to assess the situation. The smart way out of the crisis is not necessarily to undo our steps. In the case of a smoke detector, it might be safer and more effective to properly assess the situation and use a fire extinguisher if necessary. In the case of a marriage crisis, it might well be safer and more effective to meet with a mentor who specializes in the area of concern and learn relationship skills to bring the marriage to a happy place.  

As the temperature drops, there may be nothing that says “comfort” quite like sipping some hot soup. With every spoonful, you can feel the warmth radiate throughout your body. Whether you are chilled, aching, or just tired, finishing a bowl of soup is like being wrapped in a warm blanket on the inside.

It is fascinating how this simple sustenance can be both an inexpensive meal and a gourmet dish. It is fed to prison inmates and soldiers – and also to presidents and kings. It exudes warmth and comfort to the family yet takes little prep and inexpensive ingredients. Anyone can handle the straightforward cooking process – cut this, boil that – and there are hundreds of varieties to please any palette.

It is possible to question why we “eat” soup instead of “drink” it, since it’s a liquid. The fact that we don’t put it in a mug is also troublesome. Isn’t soup just a hot drink? As an important part of the meal, deserving its own course and requiring separate utensils, soup is far beyond a beverage.

Long ago, soup was eaten as an accompaniment to bread, which was used to soak up the liquid. When people started eating the soup on its own, in the 1600s, they adopted the name we know today, deriving from the Latin verb suppare, which means “to soak.”

This year’s presidential election has brought into focus the ominous polarization between right and left in America. Indeed, political turmoil marks the current political climate around the world. But, beyond the obvious, several political movements are progressing far below the radar. None of them is grabbing headlines, but, if successful, their repercussions would be disastrous.

Interestingly, the words of our talmidei chachamim are often relevant to current events. Consider the Malbim’s commentary on these pesukim:

“A river issues forth from Eden to water the garden, and from there it is divided and becomes four headwaters. The name of the first is Pishon… The gold of that land is good… and the Shoham stone. The name of the second river is Gichon… that encircles the whole land of Cush. The name of the third river is Chiddekel…that flows toward the east of Assyria. The fourth river is the Euphrates” (Bereishis, 2:10-14).

As a real estate broker, I have witnessed firsthand how thoughtful home improvements can significantly impact a property’s market value. Whether you are planning to sell your home or simply want to enhance its appeal and functionality, understanding which upgrades add the most value is essential. Not all improvements are created equal – some projects yield a high return, while others may not add as much value as expected. Let’s explore how strategic upgrades can enhance your home’s value and appeal.

Homeowners often ask, “Should I focus on structural updates or aesthetic upgrades?” The answer lies in balancing practicality and visual appeal. Buyers are drawn to homes that are move-in ready and visually attractive, but they also value properties that won’t require significant repairs in the near future. Structural and functional improvements may not be glamorous, but they are critical for ensuring your home is safe, efficient, and market-ready.

“Anything Can Happen” is my favorite song in the play, Mary Poppins. The first line of that song is “Anything can happen if you let it.” Something happened when Meira Berendt (Levi) decided she wanted to do a production with women. With the help of Hashem, after eight months of hard work, supported by her musical directors, choreographers, cast, and crew, it happened: the women’s play Mary Poppins. The result was a spectacular production that could have been on Broadway.  

As a teacher, I always loved the character of Mary Poppins. For many years in Atlanta, I dressed up on Purim as Miriam Poppins (a Jewish Mary Poppins) and visited Morah Dena Friedman’s kindergarten class at Torah Day School, bringing joy to the children (and myself) as I marched around with my bird head umbrella and sang “Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.” So when my daughter was practicing for the play, I bought tickets for both nights’ performances, December 22 and 23, at the Panther Theater. I sat at the edge of my seat during this all-woman professional performance. After the play, I went to sleep singing the songs and got up singing them. The acting, singing, dancing, scenery, costumes, special effects, and more were beyond what I expected. It was so enjoyable that I wish I could watch it again!

There are two things that I notice when I look down at my hands.

The first is how closely they resemble my mother’s. I never noticed that as much as I have since October 7 because since that fateful day I simply cannot bring myself to polish my nails. My mother never polished hers.

You have to know me to appreciate just how meaningful and significant a change it is. Some things are sacrosanct, and for me, this is one of them.

Since I was a very young teen (and that’s been over three score) and first discovered the intoxicating smell of fresh polish, except for a few hours here or there, my natural nails have not seen the light of day.