
A Table of Sefarim, A Life of Song: The Legacy of My Zaidy, zt”l
My earliest memories of you, Zaidy, are through the magic of your Shabbos. I would bounce on your knees to the rhythm of your Shabbos
My earliest memories of you, Zaidy, are through the magic of your Shabbos. I would bounce on your knees to the rhythm of your Shabbos