Shlomo yedaber Shlomo decided everything in his life
Work play communal service retirement Aliyah
Vehaelokim yaanenu bekol///////God was his partner
He survived the war…he survived a generation after the war..his life was a testament to his determination and vigor strength and vigor….
Born in a different distant epidemic
100 years ago
A survivor for a century
Surfing on the aphorisms of classical wisdom
As if we learned what he felt was necessary through his pithy wisdoms alone:
Si takuisis
Panta re
Those summers in europe in the Westminster overdrive…
Where I swear I learned in those 2 weeks from his nonstop commentary on history geography and life more than I did all year in the Hasmonean!!
Mum singing Oh the white cliffs of Dover when we returned on the ferry from Calais..
The song he composed in the Austrian tirol the zemering “baruch hashem Yisborach”
The top of the Jung Frau Yoch…he went outside alone in the thick clouds and suddenly the blue sky opened up and the brilliant sun shone down on him…he returned and told us that he had a religious experience…so uncharacteristic of him to indulge in such spiritual excesses!
Always with humor. Always looking on the bright side of life…
His humor was continental.. not British.. he could not fathom my love of Monty Python….
His friends were mainly survivors…Uncle Kay, his partner Ernest Strauss Max Landau..Mr Wolf…the Viennese gabbai who taught him to be a world class gabbai….people would come ot him with their problems…even his co-Gabbai Rozenthal would accompany him home despite living in Woodside Park,
His sense of right and morality earned him consistent promotions from gabbai to VP to President of the shul…to national prominence in governing the Federation on their board and running the kashrus branch that made the name KF respectable to all.
His courage in hiring the first ever Chabad Rabbi to a British synagogue pulpit in Rabbi Telzner for whom his love never faded..because he saw in him the erlichkeit…never mind the trappings of nusach…or even ideology…
His ability to handle the unruly and offended in shul,,,,and in the box during anim zemiros listening to the president tell him off color jokes with his thick cockney accent and Dad trying to hold back the giggles…
His work life and his adoring employees who he had earned their love by secretly paying for their debts, his honesty in business and where his competitors were getting cheaper plastics from Germany he resisted…
I would come in to England on my way to work in NY from Israel, he always picked me up from Heathrow never ever complained and took me back after the weekend with them…no matter what was on his plate..how can I ever repay that kindness….
His adoration and tolerance of Mum who was not an easy personality!!!!
And the two of the on their perch in trumpeldor….always hand in hand…he admired her violin fingers!! Worthy of a Michalangelo sculpture,
On this perch …Where all the world would come ot pay homage
Surrounded by mostly their artwork on the walls
Dad helping mum with her bookbinding, the leathers the quality the color the thickness calligraphy and whatever new craft she happened to choose…
Music saturated the home….Mum a virtuosi would listen to you-tubes of various performers
Critiquing them…and dad would look o dutifully…for he had his own choice pieces..
His favorite melodies he responded to even 2 weeks ago
Eric would play La Campanella …I sang… he nodded
Torselli!! Heinrich Heine…de Lorelai..these never left him
Ich weiss nicht, was soll es bedeuten,
Dass ich so traurig bin;
Ein Märchen aus alten Zeiten,
Das kommt mir nicht aus dem Sinn.
Having born witness to Hitler’s march into Vienna
Kindertransport
Internment
The love of his life
Starting a family
Communal work
Synagogue warden, President,
National prominence, VP federation of Synagogues
Aliyah
Scrabble with Rivkie
Calisthenics with Ganady
Hot chocolate with Rochelle
How to thank those who cared for him
Balu Manju
Devorah whose skill and sensitivity to his needs kept him alive
Dr Simon,,,whose clinical judgment and balanced understanding of medicine and halacha equals anything we have in the US..
Dr Djemal…a general practitioner who reflects the best of the NHS and whose care and love of her patients is legendary…
My brother who took care of the finances and weighed dad measured his body flluids and indeces on a spreadsheet that is worthy of publishing! Keeping us all up to date with variations in fluid intake output, weight HB HCT etc etc etc….
His Friday visits to Dad with the weekly foto of Dad emerging from the shower in his Harrods white robe looking regally into the camera …said it all…
Debs who would fly in and swoop down with her medical experience in helping those with cancer in Memorial Sloan Kettering would wake us up to complacency and usually correctly remind us of this or that medical change. It was easy for Debs and I to come in and then leave on our visits..it was a different story being there for the daily grind…
But beyond and beyond and beyond is my darling twin sister Rochelle…whose place in Gan Eden is assured….who loved Dad despite his stubbornness, his obstinancy…who pushged him to eat and get nourished,,,who knew every change in his condition before it happened…who worried incessantly about this or that…it was Rochelle we owe his longevity…insisting on taking him out for hot chocolate with a mountain of whipped cream 5pm every day…who knew his likes and dislikes…