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A Lesson in Action and Legacy By Boruch “Meyer” Greenbaum I was catching up this morning with Les, who’s navigating the joys and...

Sometimes a thirty-minute wait time in a lobby, turns into a friendship and a moment turns into meaning. I really put myself out there in...

Jew and Gentile alike, we all need a spark right now. Here’s where to find it. I received a welcome Erev Shabbos message from my father....

Remembering Rabbi YD Groner and the Rebbe’s Call to Sacrifice This evening, an old recording popped up on an Australian chat group. A...

A True Story About Espionage, Divine Providence, and the Stranger Behind Me in Shul Editor’s Note: My reader base is diverse, and while...

TL;DR: In this week’s Torah portion (Masei), I was learning with my brother Kivi, a Chabad campus rabbi, about the Cities of Refuge and...

A moment in Miami reminded me why we should record everything. In business and in life. Note: A glossary of Hebrew, Yiddish, and...

On Grievances, Beaches at 4:30 AM, and the Truth We Think We Know Earlier this week, I saw a WhatsApp status from a cousin I’ve recently...

Reflections on Gimmel Tammuz, the Rebbe’s Legacy, and What Comes Next Yesterday afternoon, I was standing in my brother and...

In 2020, I stepped away from a business I helped build from the ground up: global suppliers, custom tooling, regulatory hurdles, the works. Years later, a forensic data recovery for a valuation revealed the buried legacy of that effort. This is the story of what we built, what got lost, and what I learned about leadership, alignment, and the cost of misplaced trust.