gutten vinter,” my father wished me as I departed after Simchat Torah, the last of the holidays. Back in the day, that was the traditional greeting with which one signed off the High Holiday season. The season that sometimes feels like time suspended is over, winter now at the doorstep. “Acharei ha-chagim” (“after the hollidays’) […]
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