The Mohel’s Assistant: A Montreal Memoir
The year was 1935. I was 12 and growing fast while everything else had seemed to stop growing. It was six years after the financial walls came tumbling down and the echoes of that blast were still...
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It was a lovely spring day, the birds sang their songs, tree branches waved flirtatiously, children played and I walked on, at peace with the world. I was on my way to the Golden Age Jewish Center to...
View ArticleThe True Misadventures of Greenbaum and Colman
The date was July 9, 1942. The second WW was still raging. I had just turned 18, ready to enlist along with my friend and neighbour, David Greenbaum. The next step was to give the “good news” to my...
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