Your Say • Readers Write

Dear Editor:

 Wow! That was an amazing “Your Say” section of the Queens Jewish Link last week. First off, I loved Jason Stark’s response to David Pecoraro. Although I enjoy the multitude of opinions that appear weekly in the QJL, I was somewhat surprised at the nature of the content of Mr. Pecoraro’s letter that appeared in the paper two weeks ago. Mr. Stark’s response, which included a staunch defense of our Torah and halachah, while expressing compassion for those navigating a transgender or LGBTQ issue was the perfectly balanced response in my opinion.

Dear Editor:

 Appalling! Ourageous! No jokes today! I was outraged by the sympathetic tone used by Shabsie Saphirstein while reporting on the KGH daycare blaze. By “sympathetic,” I mean his description of the owner of the house and the daycare provider.

Dear Editor:

 I try not to write about a fellow columnist, but I need to make an exception. As has been documented in this paper, Warren Hecht and I have been good friends despite our deep political divide.

But I feel my friend went a step too far, even for him, this last week.

Dear Editor:

 As a Hatzalah member myself (and I’m sure most of my fellow members would agree 100 percent), the earpiece on a date was way out of line.

My Friend Gila Rollhaus

Dear Editor:

 At Gila’s l’vayah, someone came up to me and said that I never spoke about all of Gila’s accomplishments. Of course, I was in awe of her philanthropic endeavors, her myriad acts of chesed, her volunteer projects, and political activism. To me, her most important role was being my friend. Gila and I met over 34 years ago when our daughters were in playgroup. We immediately connected. We shared a common background in that we both grew up in traditional homes but became Orthodox at a later stage. It wasn’t just our backgrounds that solidified our friendship; it was our ability through the years to read each other’s minds and finish each other’s thoughts.

Dear Editor:

 Oh no! Here come the gas stove police! (Not to be confused with the Paw Patrol, kids.) They are followed by the blech patrol, the cholent cops, and finally the crockpot inspectors. Is this why Kathy Hochul was elected governor of New York? I wonder how many meals she cooks in her Albany mansion. Perhaps she should be more concerned about smoke shops opening, or crime on the streets and subways, or the outrageous price of eggs. She, instead, is every balabusta’s worst nightmare.