by Karen Prager
Sometime during our first semester at college, in the fall of 1987, I mentioned to a male friend that I intended to stay home to raise my children. He said that if that was the case, I shouldn’t be taking up a space at Harvard that could go to somebody who would actually make good use of it. I was appalled.
by Marlene B Samuels
The daugher of Holocaust survivors passes through a narrow opening in to her mother's own girlhood
by Barbara Gingold
In cutthroat Washington, the writer's younger sister managed to create a new tradition, quintessentially Jewish and feminist. Why does it live on-in Jerusalem-after cancer claims her?