Rabbi Ron Yitzchok Eisenman

It was recently Veteran’s Day. I could not avoid seeing the advertisements for purchasing clothes, gadgets, toys, paper, pens…. In honor of Veteran’s Day. Some of these advertisements stressed that Veterans would receive additional saving as a sign of appreciation. I decided to find out more about

He was born in the tiny village of Kandilli, population 488 on September 27, 1978. He was given the name Erhan which in Turkish means a good, merciful, yet, heroic soldier. He would eventually live up to his name in ways no one could ever have imagined at the time of his birth.

While all of “us” may have differing views on certain issues, one issue which has (unfortunately) always united us is death. I have never been at a funeral where one part of the family refused to attend because of hashkafic differences. I never heard of someone not paying a Shiva visit

It was a warm and sunny January winter day in Los Angeles. The temperature topped 81 degrees and even the native “Angelinos” were surprised by the unusually balmy mid-winter weather. I was spending this sunny Shabbos in the Pico-Robertson neighborhood as I was honored by being a scholar in residence for Shabbos Parshas Vaeira at... Read more »

It was days after Hurricane Harvey had poured out its wrath on Houston. One of the local kosher establishments was involved – along with other organizations – with the collecting of food staples and essentials and transporting them via large trucks to Houston. On the very day that volunteers

As the plane landed in Cleveland, a tall man with a warm smile gave me a big Sholom Aleichem as he grabbed my suitcase. His name was Rabbi Ephraim Nisenbaum, co-founder of an amazing organization known as the Jewish Learning Connection, which was co-sponsoring, along with the Young Israel of Greater Cleveland Stone

As I look back at my childhood years, one individual remains etched in my memories from over half-a-century ago. That larger than life figure is unquestionably the Chofetz Chaim zt”l. Even as a young boy, I can recall hearing incredible anecdotes of this physically small man who was a

I received a call from Ohel to participate in a panel focusing on anxiety. I wasn’t sure what my role on the panel would be. The other two members were well known mental health practitioners. I have no degree in psychology and as I constantly remind my congregants, I am

Mordy Greenman and I have known each other for over 40 years. We first met in summer camp in 1976. At the time we learned together Maseches Horiyos. This masechta is relatively short in length, and we were able to finish it that summer. We organized a grand barbecue for the

I received a disturbing phone call on Friday. It was from a couple in their late 60’s who have a married daughter and grandchildren in Passaic. Their daughter and son-in-law do not daven here regularly; however, the gentleman who called me – let’s call him Grandpa – davens by me

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