A Menorah in Winterport


The ice atop our wooden deck crackles as I venture out to the woodpile. The night is quiet, but the cracks are loud, intrusive, and it feels like a violation. I kneel down in the snow by the shed, lifting up the blue tarp and grabbing what remains of the wood left by the house’s previous

Life as it is Meant to be Lived


I’m sitting here in front of our wood stove, sipping on a mug of spiced apple cider.  We had our first serious snowfall of the season last night. I joke about being “of a desert people,” but I think my ancestors’ extended stay in Lithuania resonates more. I love the cold. When I was a

Dear G-d, Would It Be Too Much?


Dear G-d, I believe in You. You know I do. But you know, I get kind of tired of reading the news. If I try and fail at being human day after day, and if that’s happening with each and every person out there, if we’re all falling down, and that stuff escalates to the

Weinstein


I was not lonely when Portnoy’s Complaint came to mind, apparently.  Out of fear of “The Goyim Know” set of anti-Semites, perhaps, we tend to back away to discussing our community’s problem with this, even amongst ourselves, and definitely not in public.  I know when I’ve seen non-Jews express curiosity about the Jewish component of this,

Being Powerless isn’t Being Powerless


Like so many other Mainers, we were without power from Monday morning through Friday night, and again Saturday morning. What an experience. We were already planning on buying a generator and transfer switch rig.  I work from home as a programmer and writer for my civilian job, and so keeping the computers running (my primary

The Isolated Season


The High Holidays are over.  I’ve mentioned before in posts that I sort of key our sense of time off of our Jewish holiday schedule.  It’s a good way to live, in anticipation of this or that time of communal celebration. In between Simchat Torah and Passover, aside from Shabbos and what minyan times we can

A Preening Nation


Photo credit: Joe Angseesing, from the Internet Bird Collection The First Amendment is important to me.  I think it’s important to most of us.  As disconcerting as the now continuing marches in Charlottesville are, I prefer to think less about content and more about unrestrained exercise. When I think about the content, I realize that it

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About Brian

Brian Kresge

Brian Kresge

Writer, President of Bangor's Congregation Beth Israel, retired soldier, programmer, father, musician, Heeb, living in the woods of Maine with three ladies and a dog. Brian is also a rabbinical student with the Pluralistic Rabbinical Seminary.

About Leah

Leah Kresge

Leah Kresge

Director of Education for Congregation Beth Israel in Bangor, Maine, runs joint religious school with our sister congregation, special educator and former school board member, mother to Avi and Nezzie.

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