My Zaidy zt"l

While painting my Zaidy, all my beautiful memories came back to me. His sweet voice singing the Shabbos Zemiros, to the daily walk in the Montreal lanes, stopping occassionally to smell flowers and observe the wonders of Hashem in the usual sightings. He was a Rebbi to thousands of children in a range of over 60 years, starting in Maco, Hungary then Montreal, Canada.

May his memory be a blessing.