I didn't have to climb down 65 flights of stairs. Thank God, I had the greatest miracle of all: I got to work on time.
In the era of Blackberries and Bluetooths, where can you find a vestige of absolute peace and quiet?
Like soft drinks and poison, anti-Semitism comes in various flavors and strengths.
Based on my previous interviews with the Gibson family, nothing Mel said comes as a surprise.
The secret of why Al Qaeda called off a plot to gas the New York City subways.
If the point that unites a group defines its essence, what does the World Cup say about humanity?
I'm looking for the secret of life. And if that fails, at least I'll get a discount at the movies.
My mother's kidneys are failing. Will someone help save her?
Irving's opinions are vile, and his arguments about the Holocaust are ludicrous. But he doesn't belong in prison.
The mob has turned this into a test case for freedom of speech in the West.
Today the censors may be coming for some unfunny Mohammed cartoons, but tomorrow it is your words and ideas they will silence.
Many of my patients seek something far more difficult for me to give than medical advice.
My grandfather believed that our world is a manifestation of an invisible world. As a computer scientist, so do I.
Everything in life was firmly established: career, family, friends. Then came Katrina.
As we drove for hours to get out of Houston, we were hoping for a miracle.
The challenge of our age: not to desecrate God's holy name with acts that profane all that He stands for.
Picking up the pieces in Katrina's aftermath.
Successful relationships are built on making the needs and pain of others as real as our own.
Europeans are not about to start singing, "We are all Israelis now," any time soon.
Yesterday terror arrived on our doorstep. Like Israelis, now I, too, must worry about getting on a train or my son taking a bus to school.
If I have learned nothing else through my 16-year-old daughter's death, it is that you can never tell your children enough times how much you love them.
The essential outrage of "Holocaust on Your Plate" was not that it injured feelings, but rather that it equated human beings with cows, pigs and chickens.
Imagine how careful you'd be if those around you were watching, listening, and analyzing your every word. Guess what? They probably are.
Blurring the line between life and death, and between medical data and morality, her death signifies a disturbing turning point for American society.
I lost my job, I'm a quadriplegic, and I'm the luckiest man in the world.
She was terminally ill with no possibility for cure. Her husband insisted we do everything possible to keep her alive. I couldn't help wondering: Did we launch her into some painful, hellish limbo?
Environmental preservation has been part of Jewish tradition for 3,300 years.
I always considered "being normal" the most important quality in a person. Then I had a baby with Down syndrome.
Every so often, we are reminded that we are not the conquerors, but trustees.
When confronted with evil, it's the time to fight - and to counteract with kindness.
As Jews, we have an increased moral obligation to respond, to speak out and take action.
Why are some people blessed with wonderful, caring friends while others seem destined for loneliness?
Whether the workplace, at home, or school - everyone thrives on sincere praise.
Contrasting our problems with the difficulties previous Jewish generations had to endure puts some things in to perspective.