The Untold Story of Willy Rudolf Foerster – Japan’s Oskar Schindler
For nearly twenty years I was a regular visitor to the Chabad House of Rabbi Binyomin Edery in Omori, Tokyo. Never in my wildest dreams,
For nearly twenty years I was a regular visitor to the Chabad House of Rabbi Binyomin Edery in Omori, Tokyo. Never in my wildest dreams,
Fritz Jacobi, who was always great at calling a scoop when he saw one, missed out on the best scoop of his life. The title
Since moving to Israel, I’ve been working toward completion of a memoir about my transformational marriage and family life in Japan. That was when I
I love books about inspirational women who stand up for themselves, who speak up even when living out of their comfort zone, half way around
Marriage go-betweens traditionally offered advice — not rubber stamping. I regret that I didn’t do more to ask for advice. Our Go-between was largely ceremonial
Yesterday I found it quite distressing the shedding of the leaves on this small lemon bush –a tragedy I thought. Today I see heaven’s hand in all
Since I’ve been in Japan more than half my life now–thirty years it will be this September–the New York City that I know comes with
What makes an epic memoir epic is the sad fact that people die. Here in my wedding photo the only man left is Akihiko in
I’m just six weeks into mourning the loss of my mother and my approach, at least so far, is to think of doing things that
My mother Adrianne Lebensbaum’s lifelong habit of voracious reading gave weight to her astute comments about everything I’ve ever written. The Wagamama Bride’s progress —
AFWJ is the acronym for the Association of Foreign Wives of Japanese, of which I’m a member, even though – as the old Woody Allen joke
Coming Home Far From Home,