St. Louis Jewish Light

4 days ago | stljewishlight.org | Jordan Palmer

Categories: Published April 20, 2025 Since joining the Jewish Light, I’ve been thinking more about my own Jewish upbringing—and part of that included the Yiddish my grandparents used, especially my Mama (my bubbe) and Baba. They’d drop phrases here and there. I never fully understood them, but the rhythm and delivery stuck with me. Over the years, those words wove themselves into my memory. And with a little research—and a lot of smiling—I’ve been rediscovering what they meant.

6 days ago | stljewishlight.org | Jordan Palmer

I’ve been hearing from quite a few of you who’ve already gone—or are planning to go—see “Roaring: Art, Fashion and the Automobile in France, 1918–1939” at the St. Louis Art Museum. One note stood out:“My husband and I just read your article that you posted in the Jewish Light about the art museum exhibit, “Roaring!” Nice research! We’re going to bring your article along as we tour the museum this afternoon!”First of all—thank you. That made my day.

1 week ago | stljewishlight.org | Jordan Palmer

Categories: Published April 17, 2025 In a video I predict will become required Passover viewing, actor and voice legend Hank Azaria channels his inner Bruce Springsteen to deliver the “Dayenu” we didn’t know we needed—gravelly vocals, Hebrew lyrics and a klezmer-rock beat included. Azaria, best known as the voice of Moe Szyslak and Chief Wiggum on “The Simpsons,” isn’t just doing impressions for fun.

1 week ago | stljewishlight.org | Jordan Palmer

The St. Louis Jewish community didn’t waste any time. Just three days after launching an emergency fundraising campaign to protect its digital archive of Holocaust survivor stories, the museum reached its $130,000 goal—and then surpassed it—thanks to overwhelming community support and one anonymous $125,000 gift that made all the difference.

1 week ago | stljewishlight.org | Ellen Futterman

TEL AVIV — On the morning of Oct. 7, 2023, Reut Karp was staying with a friend outside Tel Aviv when she was awakened by sirens. It was Simchat Torah, and she was about two hours from home at Kibbutz Re’im, a close-knit community of 435 residents just a couple of miles from the Gaza border. So, when she got a text from her ex-husband, Dvir Karp, saying their children were safe at the kibbutz with him and his girlfriend, Stav Kimchi, “I felt relieved,” Reut said.