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There are moments in history seared into collective memory. 
 Twenty-five years ago, the world was tilted on its axis when terrorists hijacked multiple airliners, destroyed lower Manhattan and murdered 2,977 people. We have never fully recovered.

A close friend lives a few minutes from the Sept. 11 memorial in the Financial District. It is a powerful and painful memorial, deep black holes where the Twin Towers once stood, a literal burial ground, pools no longer reflecting skyscrapers, but unfathomable loss.

On a visit last June, my friend pointed out the fire department across from the towers that immediately responded. I cannot imagine what those firefighters witnessed that morning, how their brains must have struggled to process what was occurring before their eyes.

As we walked past the Greek Orthodox church adjacent to the site, my friend noticed the doors were open. For years the site was empty after the church was totally destroyed in the attacks. It was rebuilt as part of the redevelopment of the entire area, and re-opened only relatively recently.

Its bright white sanctuary filled with frescoes provides a respite from the dark pools. The church is a reminder that life must continue. So, too, the pools’ waters. They reach the nadir, the foundation of the original towers, but continually flow. Water is the source of life — even in this place of death.

Since 2001, I’ve lived through two more “Where were you” moments, July 7, 2005, when suicide bombers attacked London’s public transport system, and Oct. 7, 2023, when Hamas terrorists attacked civilians on Shabbat Simchat Torah.

On Oct. 7, 2023 itself, Colorado State Rep. Tim Hernandez joined an anti-Israel protest. In 2026, the Democratic candidate for Colorado’s District 1 is endorsed by an influencer who says America deserved 9/11. In less than 25 years, people are ascending into power who believe it is OK to murder innocents because of their government (the definition of terrorism).

Where were Hernandez and Melat Kiros when planes hit the Twin Towers? They were only four or five, so maybe they don’t get it. I make a request of both: Visit the Sept. 11 memorial in New York City. Go there alone, without fanfare. Perhaps it will help you rethink the casual disregard for human life contained in statements like “river to the sea” and “America deserved 9/11.”

© IJN 2026

AdventureEXP creates work programs across four continents

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Adam Salzman’s AdventureEXP differs from the Peace Corps

Adam Salzman, a Coloradan for the last nine years, previously had a great career working in corporate finance for Nissan in Nashville, Tenn.

A nice job, but for Salzman, not fulfilling enough. An Akron, Ohio native who majored in international business and finance at Ohio University, Salzman had studied abroad in China and taught English as a 19-year-old.

Salzman leaned into that experience as he started chasing what he hoped would be his lasting imprint on others.

“I liked working in the corporate environment, having an abundance of resources, of capital, of human resources and of technology impact,” says Salzman, “and it definitely caused me to think big.

“At the same time, being early in my career in the corporate world, it just wasn’t the impact I wanted to make. I wasn’t interested in climbing the corporate ladder. I really want to dent the universe.”

Salzman left Nissan to work with an organization that brought international students into the US for seasonal jobs and internships.

Six years ago, he founded AdventureEXP, which creates work programs for young people, helping them gain independent living skills and work experience by doing seasonal work across four countries — the US, New Zealand, Australia and Ireland.

“My mission is to help young people gain more confidence and clarity and compassion and transition into adulthood in a more meaningful way,” Salzman says.

“I always thought that mission should include travel, because that’s what travel did for me. And so I transitioned from this corporate connection into something more rooted in my passion. Since that didn’t exist, I decided to create it for myself.

“The program came with the thought that there should be something for Americans to be able to travel within their own country in a way that is actually affordable.”

This program is different from the likes of the Peace Corps, which usually operates in underdeveloped parts of the world and attracts volunteers to serve in the organization for humanitarian causes. EXP links young people and college students with short-term jobs and appealing destinations.

“This is what has now turned into adventure,” says Salzman. “EXPs destination work programs are what we call cost positive, which essentially just means relative to the cost of traveling students actually make money on the experience.”

Students are exclusively from the US or those who have dual citizenship from other countries.

They can choose to work elsewhere in the US or work in New Zealand, Australia or Ireland.

Salzman has received requests from students from the UK, Singapore and Greece to work in various programs throughout the US and abroad.

“The whole idea is that we’re helping young people develop independent living skills and we do it through a work-based learning model,” says Salzman.

“They are working a seasonal job, but the job is really not the focus of the program. It gives them a framework to live in a place that gets them really inspired and do it responsibly while they’re gaining skills, meeting new people and, of course, making money.

“So by picking places that offer really unique opportunities for young people to just get enthusiastic about their lives, we use these communities as the backdrop.”

Speaking of destination communities, Salzman was lured to Colorado nine years ago by his brother Alex, who lives in Leadville.

Adam Salzman moved from Nashville to Denver, then to Leadville, and returned to Denver one year ago.

His work here is directly influenced by his experiences from 6,000 miles away.

“I was inspired by the Chinese culture and language that I learned at a restaurant I worked at in high school, where I learned Chinese accidentally.

“From there, doing both study abroad and international student orientation it unlocked this idea that the world is far more interconnected and far bigger and more beautiful than we could ever even imagine.

“This phrase came to me when I was working in international education at Ohio University that Athens is in the world and the world is in Athens. It’s looking at this idea of this reciprocity. Travel has been my most impactful teacher.”

The closest AdventureEXP community to Denver is Aspen, which is ripe with seasonal jobs. Salzman, 32, hopes to add Denver to the list of “hubs.”

“I’ve been so blessed to work with international students, and to travel all over the world and have profoundly and impactful experiences in so many places. It’s a childlike wonder to me.

“When I look at an international student accomplishing the smallest task of learning a new vocabulary word, it just makes my heart soar.

“We live in the most ethnically and racially diverse country that’s ever existed, and therefore a student traveling from Mississippi to Colorado can still have a profoundly impactful cultural immersive and socially connected experience.

“It’s everything for me.”

© IJN 2026

Whence Rosh Hashanah honey?

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Honey and wine: A business in the Galilee

By Tanya Michaelian

When Tzvike and Hadas Ophir planted their vineyard in 1986, on the day their eldest daughter Adva was born, they had no plans to make wine. They wanted to grow something alongside their bee hives.

The couple was among the first residents of Alon HaGalil, a town in Israel’s North about an hour-and-a-half drive from Tel Aviv. Tzvike grew up in Emek Hefer and Hadas in Kfar Yehoshua, both in farming families. Tzvike was also a second-generation beekeeper.

“The bees fly, but vines are planted in the ground,” said Adva Ophir. “The vineyard was a way of putting down roots in the Galilee.”

At first, the family grew table grapes. The work was intensive and required too much water, and after three difficult years they switched to wine grapes. They sold their harvest to Israeli wineries, including several boutique wineries that opened during the 1990s.

The feedback was good enough to persuade Tzvike to try making wine himself. Meshek Ophir sold its first bottle in 2001.

“It was never my father’s dream to make wine,” Adva said. “We weren’t even a family that drank wine. The idea literally came out of the earth.”

Today, Meshek Ophir produces wine and honey and continues to sell grapes to other wineries.

It remains a family business, run by people whose working lives are tied to the weather, the seasons and the condition of their bees.

What it takes to fill a jar

The farm has around 1,000 mobile beehives. Tzvike, who is nearly 70, and Adva’s brother Noam move them from place to place according to the flowering season.

Some are positioned near sunflower fields, avocado orchards and other crops, where the bees pollinate the plants. Rainfall, the number of blossoms, and the length of the flowering period all affect the amount of honey produced.

The bees must first make enough to feed themselves. Only then is there honey for the family to harvest and sell.

Meshek Ophir’s honey contains no additives and is not heated before it is placed in jars. Getting it there requires long days of physical work.

Tzvike and Noam transport the hives, monitor the queens and worker bees, and protect the colonies from disease and other threats.

“We make our living from the honey, but our more important job is protecting the bees and helping them survive,” Adva said.

“Without beekeepers, many of them would not survive in the wild. The pollination they provide also allows other Israeli farmers to grow their crops.”

Hives under rocket fire

After Oct. 7, reaching some of the hives became dangerous. The family’s bees are spread across the Galilee, including near Shlomi and other areas that came under rocket and missile fire. At times, entering those areas was prohibited.

Tzvike continued to check on the hives.

“My father is a farmer. He doesn’t care about war. He cares about his bees,” Adva said.

“He went into areas under fire because if he didn’t look after them, he could lose them. This is what he knows how to do, and it is his livelihood.”

The work was made harder by the absence of Noam and other family members, who continue to serve in reserve duty for months at a time.

Noam normally drives the truck that transports the hives because Tzvike no longer has a truck license. During his reserve service, much of the responsibility fell back on his father.

For Adva, the reason the family kept going is not difficult to explain.

“We have been working together on this farm for 40 years,” she said.

“It is our livelihood, but for the next generation, it is also about working as a family, being connected to the land, and passing those values on to our children. It is what keeps us here.”

Help when it was needed most

Meshek Ophir was one of the founding members of Western Galilee Now, a JNF-USA project that promotes small businesses and tourism in the region. During the recent conflict, that relationship became particularly important to the family.

“They called to ask how we were doing and how the business was managing,” Adva said.

“They asked what they could do to help sell our products and promote them abroad. Knowing that someone has your back during such a difficult period is very important. Western Galilee Now has opened doors for us.”

With help from Western Galilee Now, Adva was also able to combine her work as a filmmaker with the family vineyard. She created “Between the Vineyards,” a film festival at the farm that includes a screening of the documentary she spent 15 years making about her family’s work.

The festival gives people another reason to visit the farm and draws tourists to the area.

“They were telling us that they believed in our farm and in the people working here,” she said. “Without their help, we would not have had the means to start the festival.”

This year, Meshek Ophir’s honey is being sold as part of gift packages through jnf.org/store, operated in partnership with Western Galilee.

“We need people to enjoy the honey and come back for more, but we also want them to understand how much work goes into every jar,” Adva said.

“We are not a factory or a high-tech company. When people buy our honey, they help us maintain our 1,000 hives, provide pollination services to farmers and continue doing what we know how to do.”

The past few years have been difficult for small businesses, especially in northern Israel. Adva hopes the farm will continue to grow and that her parents will eventually be able to slow down, although she doubts her father will ever stop working altogether.

“I want my parents to enjoy what they have built,” she said. “I want us to be able to breathe a little and enjoy the results of all this work.”

IJN Staff Prayers for 5787

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Hillel Goldberg:

From the micro to the macro: I pray for my heightened focus on each and every word in our prayers and for health for our whole family — and for the excision of the hatred that besets our people and the end to weapons that threaten our people. Beyond that, I am moved anew by the universal reach of Rosh Hashanah.

Chaim Goldberg:

For the upcoming year, I pray for the redemption and rebuilding of the Temple in Jerusalem. I pray for peace: physical peace, spiritual peace, and verbal peace.

I pray for the physical and psychological well-being of all, but especially for the IDF soldiers, the reservists and their families. Especially, those suffering in silence from PTSD.

I pray that we are able to debate ideas, not demonize people. I pray that the upcoming election season in Israel somehow gives way to greater unity and not, G-d forbid, greater division.

Steve Mark:

My message to all is simple: May the coming year be filled with health, happiness and fulfillment.

Larry Hankin:

May this New Year bring us the courage to begin again, the wisdom to learn from yesterday, and the strength to make tomorrow better.

May we be kinder in our words, more generous in our judgments, and more grateful for the blessings we sometimes overlook.

May we cherish those we love, remember those who need us, and find ways to bring light into the lives of others.

May the year ahead be one of health, peace, purpose and sweetness — for ourselves, for our families, for our community, and for all who share this world with us.

L’shanah tovah tikateivu v’teichateimu — may we all be inscribed and sealed for a good and meaningful year.

Lori Aron:

May the New Year deliver us a world full of mutual understanding, with peace and mutual acceptance. We pray that Hashem, as always, will continue to deliver us from the growing scourge of hate, anger and unfounded blame. I wish the community and my family good health and happiness. Am Yisroel Chai!

Jordan Friedman:

Rabbenu Bachya wrote of combating evil, “If one can intercede physically and does not, he is deficient. If one cannot intercede physically, he must object verbally. If one cannot object verbally, he should do so in his heart.”

This teaching should be in the reverse. If one cannot discern good from evil to object in his heart, he will not object verbally. If one will not raise his voice to object verbally, he will not find the courage to stand up in protest. If he lacks the courage to stand up physically in protest against evil, he is deficient.

May these Yamim Noraim fill your soul with yirat Hashem, the fear of G-d that teaches discernment of good from evil which is the fuel burning within the Jewish heart to speak and to stand for righteousness.

Lucy Sullivan:

I am not of Jewish faith by birth but I am of Jewish faith by heart. During my six-plus years with IJN I have experienced a very close relationship with my co-workers who have treated me like family. Through them I’ve learned a lot (and still learning) about the Jewish faith.

I would like to wish my work family and all the wonderful families of this world a joyous and peaceful New Year!

Kathi Handler:

As a new year begins, take a moment to pause and solve the mystery of what’s ahead.

Here is to a meaningful Rosh Hashanah where every clue points to a sweet year, and every puzzle leads to creative solutions.

Shana Tovah from our puzzle desk — may your name be inscribed and well-inked in the Book of Life!

Shana Goldberg:

For my Rosh Hashanah prayer this year I’d like to share a life hack I discovered last year. It’s going to sound stressful, but if you see it through, you will end up the opposite of stressed.

Get a calendar. Gather the schedules of any people you’d like to spend time with in the upcoming year. In your calendar, mark all the days that you are not available. Do the same with the schedules of all the people you reached out to. More and more dates will be crossed out.

The amazing thing is that at the end, instead of crosses, you will see the blank spaces. Instead of focusing on the challenges of work, school and religious schedules, the limitations become freedom.

Limitation and responsibility often carry a negative association. When I saw a year open up in front of me with clear opportunities to fulfill my wish of visiting more friends and family, I internalized Rabbi Jonathan Sacks’ lesson that responsibility means freedom. It sounds counterintuitive, but liberty cannot exist without obligations, so undertaking responsibilities enhances liberty. It’s a matter of perspective.

Less really is more. By determining unavailability, you secure availability.

Karen Galatz:

Peace for our world and for our hearts.

Health, happiness, and a bisl humor.

It’s a lot to wish for. A lot to pray for, but why not?

L’shanah tovah tikateivu v’teichateimu.

© IJN 2026

Shabbat in space — beyond Tevya’s ‘Sunrise, Sunset’

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By Jason Kessler, Unpacked

The first Israeli to go to space had a problem that only a rabbi could solve.

He would be flying around the earth so fast that he’d see a sunrise every 90 minutes. But Shabbat is supposed to start at sundown every seventh day. This might have meant that every 10 1/2 hours the Israeli would have to break out the wine and the challah and the battery-powered space candles.

The rabbi gave him an answer that might surprise you.

Judaism has actually wrestled with questions like how to keep Shabbat at the North Pole, where the sun doesn’t set for months, or what to do if you’re lost in the desert and totally lose track of what day it is.

The rabbi’s answer for the astonaut changed the way I see Judaism’s relationship with time itself.

So when does Shabbat start when you’re flying thousands of miles an hour through space?

It’s 2003 and Ilan Ramon has a lot on his mind. He was an Israeli Air Force fighter pilot, a national hero, and he was about to become the first Israeli to go to space.

I can’t imagine the pressure he was under, mastering his training, memorizing emergency protocols, and on top of all that, he chose to take something extra aboard his spaceship. He felt it his duty to represent not just the nation of Israel, but the entire Jewish people.

So even though he wasn’t the most religiously observant Jew on earth, he looked for ways to honor Jewish tradition in space.

He asked NASA to get him kosher space food. He hung a small mezuzzah on one of the spacecraft doors. He even packed a tiny Torah that survived the Holocaust.

But the trickiest thing he decided to do was to observe Shabbat in space, which meant he had a question that no amount of astronaut training could answer.

This brought him to Rabbi Avi Konikov.

“Ilan Ramon turned to me with a question: ‘How does one mark the Sabbath in space?’”

Every 90 minutes — another sunset. Every 10.5 hours — another Sabbath.

“Jerusalem, we have a problem.”

Rabbi Konikov shared Ramon’s question with a panel of rabbinic scholars. The first thing they did was to look through centuries of past guidance for anything remotely similar.

The question of space travel obviously never came up before, but Judaism had been bumping up against similar questions for generations, since space isn’t the only place where nature’s clockwork seems to break down.

If you get far enough north on the globe, for example, the sun acts a little funky. During winter, it can go months without rising, leaving the area in perpetual darkness. During summer, it can go months without setting —just one super long day.

So when does Shabbat start when there’s no sunset?

In the 1800s, a rabbi answered:

“If you travel to the Arctic, you should follow the same time as the place you came from.”

If you’re heading to the North Pole and you crossed into the Arctic Circle from Alaska, then you have to light the Shabbat candles according to the timing in Alaska — before the sun sets in Alaska.

What if someone from Norway also heads to the North Pole and runs into the guy from Alaska? They’re both standing there right next to each other, but they’ll start Shabbat at different times because one came from Norway and the other from Alaska.

Does that mean two Jewish astronauts on the same space shuttle can be in two different Jewish time zones?

It does, although that might not seem right because the Jewish calendar is set to nature’s clockwork, determined by G-d.

If we decide that two Jews from two different places but now in the same place should have two different Shabbats, does that mess with our whole concept of Jewish time?

The Hebrew calendar operates with the precise rhythm of a Beethoven symphony: daily prayers tied to sunrise and sunset, monthly cycles tied to the moon, annual holidays. Shmita — the sabbatical year — takes effect only once every seven years, and the biblical jubilee year once every 50 years. All very precise.

In the words of Abraham Joshua Heschel, “Judaism teaches us to be attached to holiness in time, to learn how to consecrate sanctuaries that emerge from the magnificent stream of a year.”

Heschel compares time to a sanctuary, a sacred space you enter, and that’s no accident, because Judaism treats certain periods of time as more than just alerts on a calendar. They are a different state of existence.

When Shabbat begins, a whole set of rules kick in. No work, no writing, no cooking, no electricity. That’s why Jews track time like a werewolf tracks the moon.

In Judaism, each month tracks the cycle of the moon, but a lunar year adds up to around 11 days less than a solar year.

In other words, after 12 lunar months, the earth still hasn’t quite finished going around the sun.

That means over time, a lunar calendar will get out of sync with the seasons. Passover will rotate around the months (like Ramadan), but the Torah requires that Passover always be bserved in the spring. So six out of every 19 years, an extra month is added to the year to pull everything back in sync.

Jewish time needs to know not just when to add an extra month to the year. Every month, the Sanhedrin in ancient Jerusalem made a game-time decision when to start each month, depending on when eyewitnesses spotted the new crescent moon in the sky.

After Rome conquered Israel and banned Jewish leaders from meeting to make these decisions, the sages adopted a fixed calendar that could run on autopilot, without witnesses having to look at the sky or make any judgment calls.

This means that Jewish time isn’t strictly a single universal clock, solely dependant on the rotation of the earth on its axis. Jewish time is tied to the Jewish community — to the input of witnesses each month. Jewish time is controlled in part by us.

This is seen in the decision of the ancient Sanhedrin when to begin each month, and, by extension, when to begin the Jewish holidays that fall in that month. It’s like the case of the man traveling alone through the desert who loses track of which day is Shabbat.

So what should he do? Jewish law rules: He should count seven days from the moment he realized he lost track. And the seventh day will be his Shabbat.

So when you have nothing else to go on, no community, no witnesses, no Wi-Fi, Judaism doesn’t give up.

Human intention becomes the foundation of sacred time when nothing else is available.

There was some disagreement among the panel of rabbis who addressed Ilan Ramon’s question about when to observe Shabbat in space. But they all agreed that Ramon should not celebrate a new Shabbat every 10.5 hours.

Just like at the North Pole, it’s not about whether sunset is actually visible. It’s about where you were before you got to the North Pole — and before you sent into space.

So Ramon decided to keep Shabbat on the same schedule as the time in Houston, Texas, where he was trained for his mission.

What mattered was the community he came from and his desire to enter a sacred sanctuary of time.

On his first Shabbat in space, Ramon couldn’t pour the wine into his kiddush cup because . . . no gravity.

So he used a straw to drink straight from the bottle.

And he read the prayer from a page he’d written out by hand.

Ramon got his wish. He represented the Jewish people with class and pride.

Then, tragically, he never made it home.

When the shuttle was on its way back to earth, it disintegrated in midair. The entire crew was lost.

Instead of a breaking out a welcoming party, NASA spent four months searching across Texas for remains of Ramon, his colleagues and their spacecraft.

Among the wreckage they found something unbelievable: Ramon’s handwritten prayer, the words he used to sanctify Shabbat in space. Somehow, it survived.

Boulderite loses life savings in a scam

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In the middle of the afternoon on May 14, Leslie Tunick Frisbee of Boulder saw a text pop up on her iPhone.

“It started with a notice from Apple that there was a charge to my account from an Apple store in Canada, for over $400 or so.

“It read, ‘If this was not you, please notify us.’”

Frisbee, 79, did what so many do; she called the phone number on the text to report that the charge was not hers. She had absolutely no inkling that the ensuing conversation would change her life.

“They said, ‘We have to notify your bank to stop the payment from your Visa account. What is your bank?’

“They did not know my bank, and that should have been a red light,” she now says.

“I told them the name of the bank and they replied, ‘We’ll connect you right now with the fraud line at FirstBank.’ They assigned a case number for me.”

At that moment, the scammers on the other end of the phone had an unwitting victim under control, with some methodical trickery in place to clear out her Charles Schwab account, worth $206,000.

Her advice: ‘Never, ever respond to an email or text from any account you are not sure of’

Frisbee has since filed a police report, but has been told that catching the culprits is unlikely.

“We have to guard you,” the scammer posing as a fraud specialist told Frisbee. “They have your social security number. They have your bank. They have everything about you.”

The fictitious fraud department member then told Frisbee that since she had been swindled at the Apple store in Canada, somehow she was now involved with an international money laundering scheme.

“You are guilty,” Frisbee heard the person on the other end of the phone call tell her.

She was advised not to talk with anyone else about the fake scam or about the phone call with the “fraud department,” that anyone else who knew of the matter “will be an accomplice and they can be arrested in the middle of the night at any moment.”

Frisbee was scared. Worse, she was totally alone. Except, of course, for the elaborate scammers, who told Frisbee that she was required to speak with the Federal Trade Commission (FTC).

“We see there have been leaks and we need to get you help immediately,” Frisbee was told.

The next call was from someone purporting to be Gordon Williams with the Federal Trade Commission.

“He was charming, friendly and wonderful, like my new best friend,” Frisbee says.

“He told me I needed to buy an iPhone 17 at an Apple store because he needed to get a phone number that would ensure privacy and that no one could trace the conversations.

For the better part of two weeks, more conversations took place over this new number. She even received a letter from what appeared to be the FTC. It was, of course, a fake.

The fraudulent Williams told Frisbee, “We will guard your money for you.”

Frisbee was advised to clear out her Charles Schwab account, worth $206,000, and transfer that to her bank account. They then told Frisbee the only way to protect that money was to turn it into gold, and to visit Erie Gold and Silver to liquidate those funds.

Once Frisbee exchanged her nest egg into gold, came the final stanza in this well-orchestrated fraud.

“Williams said, ‘I have an undercover agent who is going to meet you and pick up the gold from you.’

“The person I was to meet was someone named Jason. Williams gave me a code number. I was to meet Jason in the Safeway parking lot on 28th St. He told me, ‘We’ve got two guys from the crime ring arrested. Tonight we will be arresting the last person. Once we arrest him, we will be able to drop the charges against you.’”

The persuasion was enough for Frisbee to part with over $200,000 in gold.

“We met at the parking lot. A young guy was dressed in plain clothes came over to me. At the same time, ‘Williams’ was on the phone with me, saying, ‘Don’t get out of the car yet. Don’t get out of the car yet.’

“He wanted as little as possible being filmed by the cameras.”

Just like that, the gold was gone, for good. The driver did not have a front license plate, and the rear plate was out of view of security cameras; no doubt the bag man at the rendezvous point knew the limited parameters of the cameras in that strip center.

Once home, Frisbee called ‘Williams,’ only to find no answer. At that moment, Frisbee realized she had been deceived and robbed.

“I was in disbelief,” Frisbee says. “I’m thinking to myself, ‘No, this really didn’t happen. How did I fall for this?’ I had, and even now it is like ‘this is not real.’”

It was real, indeed. All of her money was gone.

Frisbee is not alone. The FBI reported that in 2025 there were 201,266 complaints of phone scams against people over the age of 60. That’s 37% more than in 2024.

Now part of a growing statistic, Frisbee has simple advice:

“Do not respond to emails and texts from people. Do not respond to someone you don’t know.

“Never, ever respond to an email or text from any account you are not sure of.

“And if you get a text from Apple, or from Amazon, verifying a purchase, do not ever, ever respond.”

Frisbee lived off of the interest from her life savings — the $206,000 that became a gold mine (literally) for the phone scammers. With little cash to her name, Frisbee fears she will have to move out of her modest Boulder apartment.

For now, she has received some help from Jewish Family Service and her brother in Georgia has set up a GoFundMe with hopes of generating funds to live on.

“What’s really hitting me,” Frisbee says, “is that I’m hitting my real senior years without any security.

“It’s very, very scary.”

AARP Fraud Hotline: 877-908-3360

© IJN 2026

Nothing else matters

At a time when I thought it obvious that nothing else matters like “who shall live and who shall die” — at a time like Rosh Hashanah — I learned that “nothing else matters” means something else to Steve Bannon and to the Jewish attorney general of Michigan, Dana Nessel.

To Steve Bannon, nothing else matters except AI data centers. To the Jewish attorney general of Michigan, nothing Jewish matters at all.

Bannon, the convicted and pardoned former chief strategist for President Trump, thinks that AI and data centers are the world’s worst danger. Bannon is willing to make common cause with his political enemies, such as Sen. Bernie Sanders, to get the data center challenge right. “If we don’t get this right,” says Bannon, “none of that other stuff is going to matter. I have not seen any issue in modern American life at the populist level that unites disparate elements of our country more than this” (quoted in the Wall Street Journal).

For the Jewish attorney general of Michigan, Dana Nessel, there is still a greater danger: the existence of the Jewish people and the land of Israel. She told a private meeting of Jewish Democrats that Jews and Israel should commit suicide in order to save the world (you read that right). Nessel said, as reported in Detroit News:

“It is perhaps up to us now to follow in her (Queen Esther’s) path and sacrifice the comfort, safety and security and even the very future of our people in exchange for the opportunity to save the rest of humanity. What good is defending the historic homeland of our ancestors and demanding that candidates acknowledge its right to exist if the planet upon which it rests is no longer inhabitable?”

Can one imagine a more self-abasing Jewish claim? No other people or country should stop believing in and fighting for its existence. Only Jews, only Israel, says Nessel. There is a term I don’t use because it is almost always a pejorative, but is “self-hating Jew” appropriate for Dana Nessel? No question is her ignorance: Queen Esther was prepared to risk her life in order to save her people, not to end her people.

In attendance at this private meeting with Jewish Democrats during Nessel’s speech was a very non-private person, Michigan’s US Senate Democratic candidate Abdul El-Sayed. He doesn’t believe in Israel’s right to exist. Now a prominent Jewish politician tells him he’s right. Ouch!

I cannot imagine any speech in Jewish life that could unify disparate elements of the Jewish people in repulsion than Dana Nessel’s recommendation that her people and her people’s land drop dead. Because . . . nothing else matters if the planet is endangered.

Such a jarring and frankly inconceivable note, especially on the eve of Rosh Hashanah, the ultimate time of hope for a riper future.

How can any Jew, let alone a state attorney general, tell Jews on the eve of Rosh Hashanah, when our fate is in the hands of our Creator, that nothing matters more than surrendering our body and soul?

We are not in the hands of Steve Bannon or of Dana Nessel, even though Bannon’s concern about immense water and electricity needs for data centers is on target as much as Nessel is off target. Rosh Hashanah is the time — the opportunity — to focus on what really does matter.

Our health.

Our people’s safety.

Our country’s destiny, and the fate of Israel and Ukraine, both at war.

Our spiritual and ethical lapses.

Our personal methods of teshuvah — of repairing what we’ve broken.

Our collective methods of protecting the land of Israel and its eight million Jewish and two million non-Jewish inhabitants from the designs of Hamas, of Hezbollah, of Iran — and from the likes of Dana Nessel and Abdul El-Sayed.

Rosh Hashanah, not Passover, is the universal Jewish holiday. Passover marks the beginning of the Jewish people, not the hope of liberation for humanity. That is reserved for Rosh Hashanah, when all are judged, Jew and non-Jew.

Among the recipients of my Rosh Hashanah greetings are non-Jewish friends. I explain to them that Jews believe that everyone is judged on Rosh Hashanah, and I don’t expect non-Jews to alter their own religion in order to believe this, but nonetheless I extend my good wishes to them for a good year ahead. It is always appreciated.

Because as far as ultimates go, nothing else matters but our standing in the eyes of our Creator.

As for penultimates, Dana Nessel might consider the technological prowess of Israel and its potential to invent the devices and devise best practices that will preserve our planet. Since Nessel apparently likes to refer to Biblical personalities, albeit inaccurately, she would find a more relevant figure in Noah. After the flood that destroyed humanity, G-d said: “I will not further curse the ground because of man . . . All the days of the earth, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night, shall not cease” (Genesis 8:21-22).

Noah believed in the future of the planet, and saved the smallest remnant to make sure it would be repopulated. Noah did not despair, as Dana Nessel does. Rabbi Israel Salanter said: the worst disease is despair.

Rosh Hashanah is our opportunity to transcend despair, to affirm the indispensable contributions of our people to humanity, to sustain and shape the State of Israel on the Holy Land to be a light unto the nations.

That is the ultimate stake in the struggle over Israel today. Enemies of Israel would emasculate the ultimate hope that Israel represents. Those who believe in the power of Rosh Hashanah affirm it, and thereby affirm the future of the planet and of all humanity.

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With ‘Nonnegotiable’, Michigan rabbis lay it on the table for El-Sayed

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ANN ARBOR, Mich. — Liberal Michigan rabbis and other Jewish leaders are calling on the Democratic Party to agree to a list of “nonnegotiable” principles about Jewish safety and Israel as the party’s US Senate candidate in the state, Abdul El-Sayed, seeks to make inroads with Jewish voters.

The campaign, backed by a progressive Zionist group, comes as a different subset of Michigan Jewish leaders are urging their community to reject El-Sayed outright and instead vote for his Republican opponent, former US Rep. Mike Rogers.

“I think he has the potential to be an amazing, visionary leader in the state of Michigan and in this country,” said Rabbi Josh Whinston, who heads the Reform Temple Beth Emeth in Ann Arbor and has met privately with El-Sayed. Whinston spoike Sept. 7 during a press conference. “But his vision needs to be more inclusive.”

Whinston was one of more than a dozen Jewish clergy who signed “Nonnegotiable Michigan,” the open letter. It does not directly address El-Sayed by name but outlines five principles its signers say “leaders who want our votes” must demonstrate.

The letter lists five “nonnegotiables”:

• “Jewish safety — including for Zionist Jews — in Michigan and across America”;

• “Our right to define our own Jewish identities”;

• “Jewish sovereignty in Israel”;

• “Welcoming our full participation in American political life”; and

• “An affirmative vision for a better future in the Middle East.”

The “Nonegotiable” campaign is backed by Zioness Action Fund, a registered 501(c)4 associated with the advocacy group Zioness, which bills itself as “Unabashedly progressive. Unapologetically Zionist.”

Past Zioness actions have put pressure on progressive spaces to become more welcoming of Zionism as the progressive movement has sharply turned against Israel.

The initial signatories number 16, most of whom are Reform and Conservative rabbis and cantors in the state.

The initiative was spearheaded by Whinston and Rabbi Aaron Starr, of the Conservative Congregation Shaarey Zedek in Southfield, a Detroit suburb.

Starr is president of the Michigan Board of Rabbis.

“We realized we were all having this same experience of our members coming to us and saying, ‘Rabbi, what should I do?’” Starr told JTA about the letter’s origins.

At the press conference, Starr compared the relationship between Jews and political parties to a marriage.

“I would advise against a couple getting married if they can’t ensure each other’s safety and can’t honor each other’s identity,” he said.

A large coalition of thousands of rabbis signed onto a letter opposing “rising anti-Zionism” shortly before the election last year of New York City Mayor Zohran Mamdani, a harsh critic of Israel.

The Michigan letter comes as Michigan’s Jewish community of around 100,000 has been put in the national spotlight in a crucial election for deciding control of the Senate.

In late August, El-Sayed, a strident Israel critic who has questioned its future as a Jewish state and denies its right to exist, apologized to Jewish Democrats for his past comments about the Temple Israel attack in West Bloomfield Township earlier this year.

El-Sayed had said “Hurt people hurt people” of the temple attacker, who lost two brothers (whom the IDF identiried as Hez bollah terrorists) in an Israeli strike in Lebanon. His comment triggered backlash from the Jewish community.

The candidate has also been meeting with Jewish voters and leaders and told JTA that “safety” is the top concern he hears from them.

El-Sayed has not budged on other issues of concern to Jewish voters, including his reticence to back a two-state solution that would specifically recognize Jewish sovereignty — though he has said he would be open to the possibility if Israelis and Palestinians jointly agreed on it.

The “non-negotiable” petition has been in the works since before El-Sayed’s apology.

“It took on another level of meaning after his quote-unquote ‘apology,’ which was really only a partial apology,” Starr said.

Following one of El-Sayed’s apologies, Michigan Attorney General Dana Nessel, who is Jewish, urged the same room of Jewish Democrats ”to place the needs of the world above even our own self-interest and, yes, even our own survival.”

She said, “What good is defending the historic homeland of our ancestors and demanding that candidates acknowledge its right to exist if the planet upon which it rests is no longer inhabitable?

In contrast to Nessel, and to the rival letter urging a vote for the Republican candidate Rogers, the “Nonnegotiable” campaign does not endorse a candidate.

Instead it argues that Democratic leaders should make clear to Jews that they agree with what the letter defines as central Jewish concerns.

“Every constituency must occasionally remind its party that support is earned, not owed,” the letter states.

“This is a good faith effort to make our needs unmistakably clear, and to invite any candidate seeking public office — now or in the future — to engage, listen, learn, and grow.”

Spokespeople for the El-Sayed campaign and for the Michigan Democratic Party did not immediately return JTA requests for comment.

Starr said the values articulated in the letter go beyond El-Sayed: Jews also have “an eye to 2028.”

Becoming that grandfather in the beret

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Kids these days,” goes the age-old lament of the elderly, “are not what they used to be — not as independent, not as disciplined, not as thoughtful.”

That lament aligns with the age-old Jewish concept of yeridat hadorot: the idea that each generation is inferior to the one that came before.

Except, of course, when it comes to grandparents. There — and I say this with all the objectivity of a grandfather myself — each generation of grandparents outdoes the one before.

I grew up with only one pair of grandparents, and — obviously — I loved them, and they loved me. But as much as we shared this affection, they never took their three grown children and all their grandchildren on a vacation. I doubt the idea ever entered their minds.

My grandfather was from Russia, though I have no idea where exactly. I know little about his background because — like many of that generation — he didn’t talk much. All I knew about him was that he cooked for the tsar.

Since I knew little about my grandfather’s background, I didn’t have much to tell my kids. But — being kids — they were curious.

“Tell us about your grandpa,” Skippy said when he was about six. Knowing so little, but not wanting to disappoint the little guy, I made something up.

“Actually, your great-grandfather was a Native American,” I told him, knowing that he might believe me, since I did hail from Colorado, which was Apache territory. “His name was Running Louey.”

The young Skippy, bless his gullible soul, believed me, so I kept up the gag. What can you do? Kids believe their fathers.

One day, maybe a year later, my father sent me a picture of my grandfather on the computer. Skippy was in the room when the picture flashed on the screen and asked who that bald man in a suit and tie with horn-rimmed glasses was.

When I said it was none other than Grandpa Louis, he burst into tears.

“You told me he was an Indian named Running Louey.”

Not an Indian, I had to explain, but rather a tailor who owned a shop in Denver called Keinon’s Cleaners & Tailors.

“Why do you think our clothes always look so clean?” I said, trying to cheer him up. “Clean clothes are in our blood.”

My grandparents lived for that store, working in it day and night. They had no time for vacations — not for themselves, not for their kids, and definitely not for their grandkids. It was a different world, a different time. A vacation with the entire family — kids, grandkids and all — wasn’t even a consideration.

The same was true of my father. He loved my sister and me, and we loved him, but the last time we all went on a vacation together was to Mesa Verde when I was 16.

After high school, and definitely after college, my father — like so many Americans of his generation — no longer felt responsible for certain things. Dental care was one; vacations for his kids, his kids’ spouses, and especially his kids’ kids were another. That was our responsibility.

But my dad never lived in Israel.

Here, family vacations don’t end when the kids move out or get married — the guest list just gets a lot longer.

Then again, because families live close to one another, the culture is so family-oriented and societal expectations are different; grandparents here are much more involved in their grandchildren’s lives.

This has been even more true after Oct. 7, when so many fathers are spending so much time in the reserves, and especially true during the dog days of August, when the day camps have ended, school has not yet begun, and parents start looking desperately toward Savta and Saba.

Isn’t that lovely,” I remember thinking many years ago at a kibbutz guesthouse in the North, where I was spending a short summer vacation with my kids.

At a long table sat an elderly man in a beret, eating with what looked like his entire tribe — children, children’s spouses, and grandchildren galore. He sat at the head of the table, presiding over the whole rambunctious family.

“How nice and sweet,” I thought. And expensive.

And now I am that man, feeling responsible for taking my whole brood away somewhere at least once a year — be it a hotel in Eilat or a zimmer in the North.

This year we opted for a four-night cruise from Haifa — oddly, not much more expensive than a villa with a pool in the North, once you factor in food and activities.

It was lovely, though taking the entire family away was more exhausting — and setting it up more nerve-racking — than I’d imagined.

At one point — heaven knows what came over us — The Wife and I offered to watch all eight grandchildren so their parents could enjoy a couple of hours ashore on their own. I started counting down the two hours almost immediately: “T-minus 118 minutes and counting,” I announced.

It helped to see that we were far from the only grandparents on the boat with a gaggle of grandchildren in tow.

Of the 2,000 or so passengers, about 1,000 had to be grandchildren. Everywhere you looked, there were grandchildren — running on the deck, standing on their heads in the carpeted corridors, pushing all the elevator buttons, reaching for the desserts in the dining room.

There was good news and bad news in that.

The bad news was that The Wife got dizzy on the boat because every time a kid yelled “Savta” — all Israeli kids at a certain age sound the same — she turned around, thinking it was one of ours.

The good news was that with all those other grandchildren shouting on the ship, you didn’t have to worry that yours were the ones bothering other people with their noise — because someone else’s were probably even louder.

Years ago, watching that grandfather at the kibbutz guesthouse, I didn’t just think, “How lovely,” as he presided over the generations gathered around him. I also wondered how he could afford it.

He probably couldn’t. But he did it anyway, figuring that getting the whole family together was worth the price.

Noise, exhaustion and all.

Obituaries: Audrey F. Marcus, Scott Alban

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Audrey Friedman Marcus
Audrey Friedman Marcus

Audrey F. Marcus

Audrey Friedman Marcus died on August 22, 2026. A service was held on August 24 at Temple Emanuel, with interment at Emanuel Cemetery. Feldman Mortuary made the arrangements.

Raised in Trenton, NJ, Mrs. Marcus attended Westtown School and Smith College. She completed her bachelor’s degree requirements at DU, at the age of 39. 

Mrs. Marcus led the successful campaign for Colorado’s ratification of the US Equal Rights Amendment. She was a founding member of the National Organization for Women and was on the Colorado Commission on the Status of Women.

As co-founder of Alternatives in Religious Education, Mrs. Marcus wrote, edited and published Jewish educational materials.

She and her husband Fred shared a passion for Holocaust education and world travel. Fred, who fled Nazi Germany in 1939, died in June, 2002. Mrs. Marcus established the Audrey and Fred Marcus Holocaust Lecture.

Survivors are children, Rabbi Dayle (David Ferleger) Friedman and Glen (Elizabeth) Friedman; stepchildren David (Diane) and Vivian Marcus; and grandchildren Josh (Annie) Fixler, Gabe (Leah) Marcus, Andrew Friedman, Jonathan (Jane) Friedman, Anya Friedman-Hutter, Anat Friedman Ferleger and Avram (Chana) Friedman Ferleger.

Contributions may be made to the Audrey and Fred Marcus Holocaust Lecture or the Holocaust Awareness Institute of DU.

Scott Alban
Scott Alban

Scott Alban

Longtime Denver resident Scott Alban passed away on September 2, 2026, at the age of 77. A service was held on September 6 at Temple Emanuel, officiated by Rabbi Adam Morris and Rabbi Elizabeth Sacks. Feldman Mortuary handled the arrangements.

Born in May, 1949, in Jersey City, NJ, Mr. Alban attended the University of Illinois and University of Oregon. In August, 1970, he and Alice Alban were married at HEA. One year later, the couple made Colorado their home.

Mr. and Mrs. Alban built and operated multiple businesses together in the floor-covering industry.

“Scott’s independence, determination and willingness to chart his own course defined his professional life and the way he lived,” his family said.

Mr. Alban’s family said Scott was an outdoor enthusiast who loved off-roading in his Jeeps.

“He traveled the world,” his family said, “embraced new experiences, and felt at home exploring the natural beauty of Colorado and beyond.

Survivors are Mr. Alban’s wife Alice; sons Adam (Tali) Alban and Josh (Susan) Alban; siblings Arthur (Sherry) Alban and Carol (Joe) Levy; and granddaughters Eliana, Tuesday, Beatrice and Willa.

Contributions may be made to Temple Micah.

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