Monday, November 2nd 2026   |

A letter to God

By TED ROBERTS, the SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

We’ve talked before, but I never put it in writing. Initially, I wasn’t comfortable about this. But then I reflected that a frank dialogue with The Master of the Universe, whose creative...

Ain’t science great?

BY TED ROBERTS, The SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

When it comes to objective, non-biased perceptions of my fellow human beings, I pride myself on my lack of bias.  If three men in plaid Walmart shirts knock me down, kick me...

A question of jurisdiction

By TED ROBERTS, The SCRIBBLER ON THE ROOF

It wasn’t a great place to die in. Naked board walls – in the corner, a wood stove – straw, not rugs, on the floor and a bed that was no more...

Shavuot: A holiday for seven-year-olds too

By TED ROBERTS, the Scribbler on the Roof

My seven year old granddaughter usually visits around Shavuot. She loves to visit her doting grandfather. Naturally. What’s not to like? We eat ice cream. Fudge ripple’s her favorite – our ONLY...

NOWFE trips into town next month

By TED ROBERTS, The Scibbler on the Roof

Guess what happens on May 22 through May 25? No, it’s not my wife’s birthday.  It’s an event that food lovers and oenophiles (that’s a big word meaning wine lovers – I...