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I joined the United States Navy in 1980 to protect the very freedoms that allowed me to live and pray as my Jewish ancestors did. Growing up with the heavy knowledge of the Holocaust, hearing on the news the persecution of Soviet Jews in the 1970s, and understanding the millennia of global antisemitism faced by the diaspora, I knew that we as Jews in America were profoundly privileged. I recognized how precious America’s liberties truly were, and I chose to devote 38 years of my life to defending this nation—to giving back through service for all the freedoms it had bestowed upon my family.

 I was determined to serve openly as a Jew. I wanted our country to recognize that American Jews stood up and contributed far beyond the realms of science, law, and academia; we were willing to put our lives on the line and pay the ultimate sacrifice in uniform. I never asked for personal recognition or gain. I only wanted to ensure that my service—and the morals and ethics of my Jewish faith that guided it—would be remembered as an undeniable thread in the fabric of our military and our nation.

 Realizing for the first time that so many who came before me served bravely but are no longer remembered accurately in their faith sends a chill through me. It leaves me deeply dispirited to think that any Jewish service member could be mistakenly buried under a Latin cross—that being forgotten remains a distinct possibility.

 In Judaism, honoring and remembering the dead is one of our most sacred obligations (Chesed shel Emet), yet history has shown it was no longer a certainty. Witnessing the sacred work of Operation Benjamin and its partner initiative, Operation Levi, has completely restored my faith. They ensure that the sacred memory of those who went before me will be faithfully preserved.

A hunch that restored history

History is not preserved by accident; it endures because individuals choose to investigate and set things right. The entire mission began with a simple, unsettling, and paradigm-shifting observation by Operation Benjamin’s co-founder, Rabbi Dr. Jacob J. Schacter. Like me, most Jews who visit the Normandy American Cemetery are deeply inspired by seeing the Stars of David scattered among the graves. Yet, looking across that vast sea of white marble, Rabbi Schacter instinctively did the math. Knowing the true demographics of World War II service members, he realized Jewish soldiers were profoundly underrepresented among the endless rows.

 He shared this hunch with his close friend Shalom Lamm—an entrepreneur, cantor, and knowledgeable military historian. Together, they hired a summer intern to comb through military databases and archives. They quickly realized these Jewish heroes were not missing; they were misidentified and buried under Latin crosses. While the exact reasons for each case are lost to time, it is highly likely that many of these World War II soldiers changed their religious designations out of a realistic fear of Nazi capture or hid their faith due to the prevailing antisemitism among their fellow soldiers. Others, despite having the Hebrew mark stamped on their dog tags, were simply misclassified in the frantic, overwhelming rush of battlefield burials.

 Their first breakthrough was Private Benjamin Garadetsky, a Jewish GI buried under a cross in Normandy. But Rabbi Schacter and Shalom Lamm quickly discovered that correcting history would not be easy. They had to navigate dense military records to prove definitively
that the soldier was Jewish. Furthermore, to legally change a headstone, the American Battle Monuments Commission (ABMC), the federal agency tasked with overseeing and managing all of America’s foreign military cemeteries, requires the formal consent of the closest living relatives to correct the headstone. And they had to convince and overcome an initial reluctance of the ABMC who had complete authority over all American Cemeteries overseas and was not used to doing this. Schacter and Lamm convinced them that it was not only important to the Jewish community, but the right thing to do. This forced the team to launch extensive genealogical searches to track down living descendants for their signatures—a process that took more than a year and a half. Finally, with the family in attendance, they replaced the Latin cross with a Star of David in Normandy, and Operation Benjamin found its permanent name and its sacred calling. And in this process, they established a great partnership with the leadership of the ABMC and now can expedite the process to a matter of months.

The dead bring the living together

This past June 2, I was invited to take part in an Operation Benjamin ceremony at the Meuse-Argonne American Cemetery in Verdun, France—the site of some of World War I’s bloodiest conflicts. On the first day, we gathered to replace the Latin crosses with Stars of David for five Jewish American heroes: PVT Samuel Tamkin, PFC Barney Bardman, PVT Samuel Backer, PVT Hyman Aronoff, and PFC Maurice Akabas. One can only imagine the immense difficulty of conducting flawless genealogical research on soldiers who died more than a century ago, a testament to the tenacity, rigor, and devotion of Operation Benjamin.

 While we were there to honor these fallen soldiers, a profound truth became clear: they were there for us, too.

 Through this painstaking genealogical work, families who had no idea of their relation to these soldiers—or that other branches of their family even existed—were brought together, spanning from Israel to the far reaches of the United States.

 One such family member was Rabbi Wayne Franklin of Providence, Rhode Island, who received an unexpected, out-ofthe-blue call from Shalom Lamm. Fortunately, the surname Lamm carried historical weight for Rabbi Franklin due to a lineage of prominent rabbinic scholars, so he took the call. Shalom explained that they had discovered a Jewish soldier named Maurice Akabas buried under a Latin cross, and that research proved Rabbi Franklin was the soldier’s great-great-nephew.

 Flabbergasted and left speechless, Rabbi Franklin readily accepted Shalom’s invitation to join the delegation in Verdun. He knew he had distant relatives in Texas, where Akabas had enlisted, but his family had long since lost touch with them. Standing in that sacred space, looking upon his ancestor’s gravesite alongside long-lost relatives he was meeting for the very first time, the experience completely revived his family’s sense of strength. It reawakened a deep pride in both their country and their Judaism. Not only were the living giving value to the dead by restoring their Jewish identity, but the dead were giving value to the living by reuniting families and restoring pride.

Day Two: My participation in Operation Levi

On the second day in Verdun, June 3, I had the profound honor of participating in Operation Levi. Inspired by the achievements of Operation Benjamin, while working together to find a U.S. Jewish officer missing in action for 79 years, the Secretary General of the German War Graves Commission, retired German Brigadier General Dirk Backen, had his own “hunch” while visiting a World War I German cemetery and spotting a Latin cross marked with the name Levi.

 His investigation confirmed that Private Meyer Levi was indeed a Jewish German soldier who had been mistakenly buried under a Christian symbol. Recognizing that remembrance transcends nationality, General Backen contacted Shalom Lamm, inspiring a sister initiative named in Private Levi’s honor. The Operation Benjamin and Operation Levi genealogy and history teams now work hand in hand to find these soldiers and correct the history. It is an amazing collaboration.

 To witness this ceremony was deeply moving. As Jews, our memories of Germany are overwhelmingly dominated by the horrors of Nazism and the cataclysm of the Holocaust. Yet today, their modern war graves commission is doing breathtaking, sacred work to restore the identities of Jewish German servicemen of World War I—men whose heritage and headstones had been systematically targeted and erased by the Nazi regime during the occupation of France. By actively tracking down these forgotten graves and replacing the crosses with Stars of David, they are confronting their history with absolute moral clarity. It was a privilege to see Operation Benjamin recognize General Backen by presenting him with the first-ever Order of the Marble Star of David for his courageous leadership.

A final salute

Standing there over those two days, a rush of profound emotions filled my mind. I saw that the Meuse-Argonne cemetery is meticulously maintained to extend the ultimate respect to the fallen. Inscribed on its chapel wall are these remarkable words: “This chapel is erected by the United States of America as a sacred promise of a grateful people with its immortal dead.” This transforms a burial ground into a living legacy.

 During the ceremonies, Rabbi Schacter offered a blessing, the families spoke, and Kaddish was recited. Attendees watched with damp eyes as workers carefully removed the white marble crosses, wrapped them in white cloth, and replaced them with the symbol of Judaism. These crosses were not cast aside in anger; they had guarded these men with dignity for more than a century, and we bid them a respectful farewell.

 As the new Stars of David were unveiled, I added my own slow salute to each soldier. To stand there as a veteran, a Jew, in uniform, and a witness was an indescribable honor.

 How we bury our dead reflects how we value life. Thanks to the shared sacred work of Operation Benjamin and Operation Levi, heroes on both sides of a global conflict are finally memorialized accurately. In restoring their identity, they restored a piece of ourselves, proving that the bonds of family, faith, and country can never be broken.

Postlude

Joining us for the ceremonies was my friend Michael Oren—former Israeli Ambassador to the United States, Knesset member, acclaimed author, and historian. Michael’s own father fought bravely in World War II during the famous Battle of the Bulge, giving him a deep personal connection to this sacred ground. Together, we reflected on how much the 250th anniversary of America means to the world—a milestone mirrored in the diverse men and women who made the ultimate sacrifice and lie buried across Europe, as well as those still actively serving our nation today.

 We talked in awe of those early Jewish soldiers who took up arms not long after arriving on American shores, stepping forward despite the prominent domestic antisemitism of the era. They understood the vital importance of Jewish Americans fighting for national security. This enduring legacy of America’s global perception at 250 years is still critical to the State of Israel and the historical ties—both democratic and military—that have bound our two nations together through the centuries. It is a critical dialogue that must be heard and continued.

To learn more or support legislative efforts such as the Fallen Service members Religious Heritage Restoration Act, visit www.operationbenjamin.org.

As the recipient of this honor, Sacks will help lead as part of the Superintendent’s Professional Senate and will join the school board for all regular session meetings.

 Sacks was also selected to be the teacher in residence at UGA Marine Institute at Sapalo Island, a research facility run by the University of Georgia. At the facility, research is conducted on tides, animals that live in wetlands, and other related topics. The facility occasionally invites a public school teacher to participate. Sacks was invited last year and then was asked to present to the University’s graduate students regarding lessons he created for his students based on his experience on the island. Sacks got invited back this year, which is apparently unusual.

 Born on March 20, 1933, Ann Rae grew up in Norfolk, Virginia, where her intelligence and determination were evident from an early age. She graduated as valedictorian of Maury High School, a reflection of the dedication and work ethic that would define her throughout her life.

 Ann Rae shared 53 years of marriage with her beloved husband, Jerry Gershman, until his passing in 2005. Together they built a family that was the center of her world. She is survived by her children: David Gershman (Lydia), Marcia Patton, and Karen Gershman; four grandchildren; and two great-grandchildren. Nothing brought Ann Rae greater happiness than being surrounded by her family, whom she adored unconditionally.

 Ann Rae was blessed with an extraordinary circle of lifelong friends. She had a gift for making people feel welcome, often greeting everyone with her signature southern “Hi, darlin!” Her friendships were built on authenticity—she always told it like it was, but did so with kindness, respect, and genuine care for others. She accepted people exactly as they were.

 An accomplished bridge player, Ann Rae’s passion for the game took her across the country to tournaments, where she formed lasting friendships and achieved the distinguished rank of Ruby Life Master. Bridge was more than a game to her; it was a lifelong source of challenge, camaraderie, and adventure.

 Those who knew Ann Rae will remember her unwavering positive outlook, incredible resilience, and exceptional ability to organize and plan just about anything. She approached life’s joys and challenges with grace, optimism, and determination, inspiring those around her by the example she set every day.

 Her memory will live on in the hearts of all who were fortunate enough to know and love her.

 A graveside service was held at Oakwood Hebrew Cemetery in Richmond. Memorial contributions may be made to a favorite charity.

 Born on July 3, 1998, Ellie lived a vibrant and meaningful life, leaving us far too soon at the age of 28.

 A devoted daughter, sister, and friend, Ellie was known for her bright personality and infectious laughter. She was a proud graduate of Norfolk Academy, Class of 2016, and went on to earn her degree from American University in 2021. Ellie’s passion for security and event coordination led her to a fulfilling career with AIPAC, where she was a founding member of the security department. Her dedication and efficiency made her a beloved colleague and a trusted professional.

 Ellie had an array of interests and was a woman of many talents. A huge fan of the Washington Capitals, she rarely missed a game and could always be found cheering her team on. She taught herself to sew, creating costumes that brought joy to those she visited in the hospital, embodying her compassionate and creative spirit. Crafting was another pastime she cherished, often sharing her creations with loved ones.

 Her commitment to her faith was unwavering, as she lived her life guided by the teachings of the Torah. A dedicated member of her Chabad Community in Northern Virginia, she also found joy and camaraderie as a member of the Star Wars 501st Legion and the Rebel Legion—volunteer organizations who donated their time to entertain sick children that held a special place in her heart.

 Ellie is preceded in death by her beloved grandparents, Gertrude Kent and Freda and Tavia Gordon. She leaves behind a family who adored her: her parents, Randi and Steven Gordon; her siblings, Evan and Marah Gordon; her cherished four-legged baby, Grogu; and many extended family members and dear friends who will miss her dearly.

 A graveside service to honor Ellie’s life was held at Forest Lawn Cemetery in Norfolk. Contributions in Ellie’s memory can be made to Strelitz International Academy or Temple Beth El.

 Ellie Gordon’s memory will forever remain in the hearts of those who knew her, as her light continues to shine through the love and laughter she shared with the world.

 Howard was born and grew up in Richmond, Va., the son of Seymour and Esther Fishman Horwitz, of blessed memory. He graduated from Thomas Jefferson High School and the University of Virginia. Following graduation, he taught high school English in what was then Nansemond County, which brought him to the Tidewater area. There he met the love of his life, Susan, his wife of 47 years. He also became active in the synagogue in Suffolk, Agudath Achim, and later in Congregation Beth El in Norfolk. Both Howard and Susan had long careers in the real estate business.

 Howard’s true profession, however, was music. He started playing violin in the fourth grade and never stopped, finding many opportunities to play publicly in settings small and large. He joined the Virginia Beach Symphony Orchestra more than 30 years ago and played with the orchestra (now named Symphonicity) until last year.

 Howard is survived by his wife Susan, son David, and daughter Kerri. He also is survived by his sister Sylvia (Dov Weitman), in-laws, cousins, and many friends who have loved and appreciated his kindness, sense of humor, and intelligence over the years. 

Donations may be made to Symphonicity or United Jewish Federation of Tidewater.

 Funeral services took place at H.D. Oliver Funeral Apts. in Norfolk. Burial followed at Forest Lawn Cemetery. 

 She was born in Temple, Texas, on July 17, 1931, to Bertha and Joseph Sod. When she was four years old, her family – including her brother Louis – moved to Norfolk, Virginia. Pauline attended Maury High School, where she was voted “Most Witty,” a title that suited her perfectly throughout her life. She continued her education at Syracuse University before graduating from RPI, a division of the College of William and Mary. After graduation, she taught first-grade.

 Shortly thereafter Pauline met the love of her life, the handsome Gilbert Levin. Together they built a beautiful life together, sharing a devoted marriage that lasted until Gilbert’s passing in 2013. They treasured traveling together and celebrating with their close lifetime friends and family. Pauline was deeply committed to her community and lived a charitable life. She was an active member of B’nai B’rith Women, Hadassah, and Temple Beth El.

 Her family was the center of her world, and she never missed an opportunity to celebrate their accomplishments. Pauline is survived by her daughter Sharon Lira (husband Tom) of Norfolk, son Ted Levin (wife Cindy) of Virginia Beach, and Lawrence Levin (wife Marianne) of Irvington, New York; her cherished grandchildren: Jennifer Fine Shaw (husband Ryan), Blair Fine (husband Ian Kunkes); Jamie and Jonathan Levin; and Justin, Bailey, and Samantha Levin; and her great-grandchildren: Gaby and Maddie Shaw; and Edie and Gemma Kunkes.

 Her elegant spirit, warm heart, and generous nature touched the lives of many and will continue to inspire those who knew her. 

 A graveside funeral service was held at Forest Lawn Cemetery. Donations may be made in Pauline’s honor to Children’s Hospital of The King’s Daughters or the charity of the donor’s choice.

 Renie was a native of New York City, a longtime resident of Norfolk and Virginia Beach, and a resident of Riderwood Village for the last 12 years.

 Renie was born in Brooklyn N.Y., the daughter of Morris and Ethel Becker, and grew up in the Laurelton neighborhood of Queens. After graduating in 1950 from Queens College and completing her student teaching assignment in Roslyn, N.Y. (where famed author Michael Crichton was one of her students), she visited relatives in Savannah, Ga. One day while standing in line at a neighborhood bakery – surely a foreshadowing of her skills as a baker – she met a young dentist named Dr. Stanton J. Teitelman. On Christmas Eve 1950, they married and remained together until his passing in 2009.

 After Stan completed his military service, Renie and Stan relocated to Norfolk, where her older brother Bill and her parents had moved. Together Renie and Stan raised a family of four children, became involved in the local Jewish and medical community, and developed friendships that lasted for decades.

 As was typical of the times, Renie was a full-time wife, homemaker, and mother to four children. She was a voracious reader, a renowned cook whose dinner parties were legendary, and an avid attendee at museums, concerts, theater productions, and movies. She and Stan traveled extensively, frequently attending dental conventions in New York City and around the world.

 Renie is survived by her three daughters – Dr. Jodi Teitelman of Richmond; Dana Weinberg (Carl) of Stamford, Conn.; and Randy Browner (Jeffrey) of Woodbridge, Va.; by her four grandchildren: Adam Browner (Lindsay) of Falls Church, Va.; Mark Browner of New York, N.Y.; Eva Weinberg of Los Angeles; and Max Weinberg of Los Angeles; and by her great-grandson Austin Browner.

 Renie was predeceased by her husband Dr. Stanton J. Teitelman, her son Gary Teitelman, her parents Morris and Ethel Becker, and her brother Dr. William Becker.

 The funeral took place graveside at Forest Lawn Cemetery. 

 The family requests that donations be made to the charity of one’s choice.

 Born in Norfolk, Lynn (Gigi to her high school and college friends) grew up in Virginia Beach. 

 After graduating from the Country Day School for Girls (since merged into Norfolk Academy) she attended Connecticut College for Women in New London, Conn. After graduation, Lynn settled in Cambridge, Mass. where she worked for Harvard University at Dunster House. Lynn then attended the Harvard School of Education where she graduated with an EdD. Becoming licensed as a clinical psychologist in Massachusetts, Lynn practiced in Cambridge before moving to Virginia Beach where she continued her practice as a clinical psychologist for more than 20 years.

 Known as a loving, caring, and generous friend, Lynn was passionate about family, her pet dogs, friends, food – though you wouldn’t know looking at her – and exercise. She loved having a garden and butterflies, planting butterfly-friendly plants. Lynn was popular with her street neighbors – one neighbor erecting stone sculptures in her garden.

 Lynn was devoted to her daughter, Allison, and stayed close with her. Lynn’s house was full of Allison’s artwork. Lynn was also a devoted daughter to her parents, Robert and Augusta Goodman. After Lynn’s mother had a stroke, Lynn visited her mother almost every day until Augusta’s death.

 Lynn is survived by her brothers, Robert (Martha) and David (Marian) Goodman, her sister Beverly Goodman, and many cousins, nieces, and nephews she loved dearly.

 A memorial service was held at Ohef Sholom Temple in Norfolk.

 Donations requested to the Virginia Beach SPCA.