He was here; He taught here. I wish I could have been there…
It didn’t look like much—just the ruins of a small village synagogue, perhaps 25 feet square. It was modest, unassuming. If I didn’t know...
Read MorePosted by Grace Plath on 1/29/25 10:31 AM
He was here; He taught here. I wish I could have been there…
It didn’t look like much—just the ruins of a small village synagogue, perhaps 25 feet square. It was modest, unassuming. If I didn’t know...
Read MorePosted by Andrea LaBelle on 1/28/25 5:19 PM
“Yes! No school!”
Kate Stimson, a senior at PHC, is jolted awake by her brother Bryce’s screams of joy. It is Wednesday, only eight days into 2025. The only reason that Kate can think of for Bryce to...
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