START HERE: The Synagogue at the End of the World

The dead don’t need us, that may be true. But somehow, I couldn’t shake how much I needed the dead.

(Note to reader: the following is taken from a work in progress, a blended memoir about contemporary Jewish identity and the legacy of the Holocaust. I hope you’ll join me on this ride.)

By Leah Eichler,

The synagogue at the end of the world is not what you would expect.

Imagine a large, single room building in the middle of a gravel stone driveway beside …