Peggy (Jacobson) Pardo, born in Montreal Canada taught herself guitar at the age of 16 and has been singing all her life. She comes from a long line of musicians and entertainers on both sides of her family. Her mother, Hilda Simon was a great lover of music and made sure that music played a large part of their home life. Whenever someone would make any remark Hilda always had a song that related to it. She made sure that Peggy had piano lessons starting at the age of five and she can remember sitting in the front room on Esplanade looking out the window at the beautiful summer weather calling her to come out while she had to practice piano. Her mother would be cooking chicken soup in the kitchen listening for any mistakes and pushing her to be better. Hilda subscribed to a record club which sent them a book and accompanying music once a month. Peggy and her sister Shelli (who sang at Expo 67) would lie on the floor listening and memorizing every word to each song.
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So many people were excited about the blood moons and that each of the Holidays had a lunar eclipse. I am certainly a person who is always looking for signs and to me this phenomenon was a display from haShamayim, the heavens for us to marvel at. As I watched the moon slowly disappearing behind a dark shadow, I wondered what our Creator was trying to tell us. Then I thought of our Sukkoth celebration that same afternoon. We gathered branches, decorated the Sukkah, sang, rejoiced, waved the lulav and the etrog and feasted. What a magnificent day!
Shalom my friends: I wish you all the covering of our Creator during this coming year. May He bring sweetness, shalom and all the desires of your heart into your lives as we honor and are obedient to His call on our lives. Let us shine the light of Torah in a world that seems to be going mad once again. May our names be sealed in His Sefer ha Chaim.
There is something that connects people to each other from all cultures and all walks of life no matter how rich or poor. I have met a lot of people in my life and there are always those who stand out in the crowd.
One such a person is Faigie who I met at Maimonides and from the first moment, we clicked. Another is Wanda and and another Rosa. All these ladies are in their 90s and they all survived the Holocaust. Each has their story about survival at the greatest of odds and they all believe in miracles.