Judaica Across America: Highlighted Entries

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Eight children and their two parents huddled together by a ramshakle wood-burning stove on frigid nights in Lagow, Poland. Their tiny two-r...

Could I have waited any longer to submit this entry? Here it is, December 31, 2007, at 5:12 PM. Part of the reason why it took me so long to...

As the van rumbled and bumped over the sand, I was still complaining about going. By going, I thought I was "signing up" for an un...

My grandmother, Rose, came to America in 1905, never to see her family again, and met my grandfather soon after arriving. Her mother, my gr...

From the glorious days of Renaissance Spain to the expulsion of the Jews during the Spanish Inquisition in 1492, our ancestors, originally ...

“Would you like a Sabbath lamp that used to belong to your grandfather?” “Heavens yes!” I replied to my aunt, calling from Seattle. ...

I am a Holocaust survivor from Eastern Poland. After liberation I returned to my hometown hoping to find remnants of my family, but it was ...

"Do you have The Cup?," my father asked me, panicking that we could not find The Cup. This was the Friday night after my older so...

Jewish ceremonial objects made of carved wood from pre-war Europe are extremely scarce. This spice tower is of the utmost rarity, as Europea...

Pictured lighting candles from left to right P.G.(mother), S.S. daughter) and P.S(grandma) P.S.’s Aunt Ruth (of blessed memory) received th...

In my family, there are precious few "religious heirlooms". In fact, other than this menorah, I can only think of my Grandmother...

We were in Poland in September 2003 and went to an open air antique market.We spotted this [grager] and felt that no matter what the value i...

They are not beautiful or shiny like other candlesticks you may have seen. As a matter of fact, they wobble a bit from side to side – uneven...

My father and his parents arrived to the United States in the late 1950’s after surviving the Holocaust. Although my father learned to speak...

There, buried amidst my grandmothers most valuable possessions, in a simple brown leather suitcase, I found this amazing Hagada dating back ...