Archive for the ‘Childhood Memories’ Category
Mom may have given up a lot, when we all moved from High Prairie to Edmonton, such as working with Dad, and being active in the town, but I think in some ways, she managed to find an outlet.
One of my earliest memories, is the Haddash Baazar. Mom was very active in it, and come …
One of the most potent memories I have, of growing up with Mom & Dad, is how nothing seemed hidden from me. It didn’t matter how old I was either, they always included me in their discussions, their choices too.
Sitting back, right now, while Mom takes a rest on her bed, I can’t seem to …
Some of my most vivid memories, are coming home from School. It didn’t matter if it was elementary school, or junior high. Everytime I came home, Mom was there waiting. Rarely was the house empty, and I wonder, how that all got lost in today’s frentic paced world?
I know, economics makes it sometimes impossible, but …
One of my fondest memories of my childhood, was that usually on Friday nights, my aunt and uncle would pop over, and we’d all go out. Nothing fancy, but we’d try out the new restaurants that had opened, or simplyh one we hadn’t been to yet.
Not all were good, in fact most were either just …
Our family moved to Edmonton, Alberta, when I was just five years old. The reason wasn’t that they sought better pastures, but that they felt I needed a good Jewish education, which wasn’t available in the small town we lived at.
High Prairie, Alberta, was not a hub of Jewish families, so Dad sold his store …
