Finally, there is someone out there authoritative and knowledgeable enough to shine the light of truth on those who have refashioned the Arab-Israeli conflict in terms of legality – mostly Israel’s “illegal occupation of Occupied Arab Land.” Prof. […]
After 50-something years, and to the astonishment of our children and grandchildren, at the end of June my husband and I packed up our things and left Jerusalem, moving halfway across the country to settle in Zichron Yaakov, […]
Leaving America Behind Snow covered the wings of the plane I boarded at JFK in January 1971, my first flight ever. My husband and I shivered as we boarded the flight to Israel. We had burned our bridges […]
My new book, An Observant Wife, which is a sequel to An Unorthodox Match will be published on September 14th. Here’s a comment by an early reader: “Long before Shtisel and Unorthodox reached television screens, Naomi Ragen had […]
It is not every day that a woman wakes up to find that her children and grandchildren have spent the night in a bomb shelter, bombarded by missiles launched by a vicious, anti-Semitic terrorist organization dedicated to murdering […]
Sometimes a single truth, belatedly discovered, can change one’s world view with surprising swiftness. The article that changed mine was published in Ha’aretz—a newspaper I never read, considering it, like most Israelis, to be far left of the […]
Dear 2020, Here we are at the eve of your departure. I have to admit that I’m thrilled to see you go. But I wouldn’t want you to fade into oblivion before reminding us both of the remarkable […]
Just a note to let you know that the paperback edition of An Unorthodox Match is officially coming out today, November 24. I’ve also just finished the sequel, An Observant Wife, which takes the love story of Yaakov and […]
When COVID-19 reached Israel last March, I was not unduly worried. Fifty years of firsthand experience with Israeli resilience and mutual cooperation, through wars, recessions, exploding buses and deep political turmoil, made me believe we would sail through […]
