https://www.livefullyblog.org/jewish-life/my-jewish-journey-hilary/ The official blog of the Oshman Family JCC Fri, 07 May 2021 17:57:41 +0000 hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=4.2.34 https://www.livefullyblog.org/jewish-life/my-jewish-journey-hilary/#comment-825 Mon, 25 Jan 2016 19:43:50 +0000 http://www.livefullyblog.org/?p=727#comment-825 Dear Hillary,
It was a joy and an inspiration to read your blog. I found your memoir of change and return to Jewish practice to be so important. We learn from our children/parents is the lesson.

]]> https://www.livefullyblog.org/jewish-life/my-jewish-journey-hilary/#comment-24 Tue, 21 Jul 2015 05:04:14 +0000 http://www.livefullyblog.org/?p=727#comment-24 So, I remember my Baba Bessie and Zaida Charlie. Baba And her siblings all spoke English as did Zaida Charlie the generation above did not. I spent years “baba-sitting my great grandmother liba who lived with her daughter, Bessie’s sister Jennie. It was hilarious trying to communicate with her. Her argument was that if she needed to speak English (..a Bissel she did understand),Ithen I should speak Yiddish. How, if my parents, your Dad’s sister and brother-in-law, used Yiddish as a language so we shouldn’t understand what they were talking about. none of baba’s aunties or uncle spoke enough English but conducted business in their kosher butcher shop on Parr, the Street behind Selkirk. ! Pritchard I think! And I would go with her and , Oy, all the dead freshly slaughtered meat and chickens overpowered my senses. I was probably six or seven.no kosher meat packing at that time. You wanted chicken, they took it down and handed it to you. I don’t remember if it went wrapped in newspaper or if there were even plastic bags to put the meat products in…probably butcher paper or newspaper Oy, did it ever smell awful to me in there. Everyone was loving and affectionate to the young crop of nieces and nephews, including me, but that butcher shop scared me. Your Zaida Charlie was a jobber bad that house and the attached warehouse was his livelihood. He stayed there until our Baba Bessie died and found another place to live and another warehouse/ storehouse for his stuff and conducted his business still on Selkirk Avenue. He remained kosher as did his children, but I don’t remember if he honoured shabbat.?? Your mom and Dad were living in the states already, I believe. What a memory jolt. Thanks so much

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