Remembering Mr. J
Since I will be away from blogging for two weeks in November, I decided to post this early since it pertains to a yahrzeit of someone who was very important to me.
The 20th of Cheshvan is the yahrzeit Mr. J. Although he was not a religious person, Mr. J was a wonderful man who taught me a lot of about Jewish history and culture when I was young and totally ignorant of these things. I am certain that whenever I do a mitzvah today, he shares in the merit.
Below is a paper that I wrote when I was in school back in the 1980's:
A PERSON I WILL NEVER FORGET
The person I will never forget is Mr. J., who lives across the street from my grandparent's house and is a good friend of ours. When I was little I used to call him Uncle Sid because I thought he was my uncle. Not until a few years ago did I learn he wasn't really my uncle but just a good friend of our family.
The reason I won't forget Mr. J is because he's always so friendly. Today he still shows me little magic tricks like he showed me when I was little. Mr. J. owns an antique store in Philadelphia. He never went to college but he knows more than most people I know. He knows a lot about subjects I'm interested in and we talk a lot about them. He has two sons and a daughter. Today his children are older and working at jobs. His two sons are doctors and his daughter is a lawyer. He loves to play golf. When you go upstairs in his house you feel like you are in a museum because of all the antiques. Some of his antiques are over two hundred years old.
I have liked Mr. J since I was little. I think it would be hard to forget somebody you really like.
The 20th of Cheshvan is the yahrzeit Mr. J. Although he was not a religious person, Mr. J was a wonderful man who taught me a lot of about Jewish history and culture when I was young and totally ignorant of these things. I am certain that whenever I do a mitzvah today, he shares in the merit.
Below is a paper that I wrote when I was in school back in the 1980's:
A PERSON I WILL NEVER FORGET
The person I will never forget is Mr. J., who lives across the street from my grandparent's house and is a good friend of ours. When I was little I used to call him Uncle Sid because I thought he was my uncle. Not until a few years ago did I learn he wasn't really my uncle but just a good friend of our family.
The reason I won't forget Mr. J is because he's always so friendly. Today he still shows me little magic tricks like he showed me when I was little. Mr. J. owns an antique store in Philadelphia. He never went to college but he knows more than most people I know. He knows a lot about subjects I'm interested in and we talk a lot about them. He has two sons and a daughter. Today his children are older and working at jobs. His two sons are doctors and his daughter is a lawyer. He loves to play golf. When you go upstairs in his house you feel like you are in a museum because of all the antiques. Some of his antiques are over two hundred years old.
I have liked Mr. J since I was little. I think it would be hard to forget somebody you really like.
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Zelig ben Shmuel z"l
(Picture taken at my parents wedding in 1969)
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(Picture taken at my wedding 20 days before he passed away in 1999)
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Beautiful homage to a special man.
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