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THE WARSAW GHETTO. The blood of our brothers and sisters still cries out from the ground. The question is are we listening? Will we take care of everyone, not just our own? Will we speak up for those who cannot speak for themselves? Will we be righteous when so many are cowards?
ANNETTE VAN DE KAMP-WRIGHT Jewish Press Editor fter a whirlwind week, during which Jeff Kirshenbaum and Rabbi Steven Abraham agreed to join the JFNA mission to the Polish-Ukrainian border, and 28 duffel bags were filled with over-the-counter-medicine by a generous community, the two found themselves on a plane to Warsaw. With the exception of one news outlet referring to Jeff as “Rabbi Kirshenbaum,” everything went miraculously well. Below, we’re sharing Jeff and Rabbi Abraham’s words, without too much editing. Entries written by Rabbi Steven Abraham are marked with RSA and those written by Jeff Kirshenbaum with JK. MONDAY, APRIL 4 And we’re off. Steven Abraham and I are honored to represent our community on a JFNA Humanitarian Mission to Poland and the Ukrainian border. Thank you to everyone who generously donated medical supplies for our trip and to the Omaha Jewish Federation for asking us to go. Twenty-eight duffel bags checked. JK I’ve spent much of my life feeling like a bit of an imposter
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when it comes to my own Jewish history. So many friends and people I admire lost family in the Holocaust. My religious school teachers were all survivors, and I could never understand their pain. While the Shoah was a communal loss, it is a loss an outsider cannot fully grasp. Ironically, most of my father’s family was born in Kiev, Ukraine and in Russia. I don’t know their stories, except to say they came to America looking for a new life prior to the war, traveled through Ellis Island and, like so many, had their names changed to become more American. In high school, I traveled on a teen trip to the Czech Republic, to Prague, and visited Theresienstadt, the model concentration camp; it was an out-of-body experience. I never had the desire to visit Poland, as I feared I would not be able to fully appreciate the enormity of what took place. In my mind, to not understand, to not be able to appreciate it, was to dishonor the memories of those who perished. I didn’t feel worthy of it. Today I get the chance to visit Poland, but under very different circumstances. I am beyond honored to be traveling with other members of JFNA to witness and hear more about what is taking place in Ukraine, to see the refugees and witness the work being done with my own eyes. See Seeing history unfold page A2