Had he not died in 2004 at the age of 92, today my dad would have turned 111. While he is very much missed, in some respects I am glad he is not around to witness things happening in the world today. For one thing, he would be horrified at what the Russians are doing to Odessa, his family birthplace, and elsewhere around the Ukraine. He would also be upset by the daily news about Donald Trump, who exemplifies everything he detested - especially dishonesty.
In recognition of what would have been his 111th birthday, my family has gathered in Vancouver and will be attending a Kiddush following Shabbat services at Beth Israel synagogue.
Below is an excerpt from an article from the Jewish Independent written eight years ago following an event held by the Jewish Seniors Alliance at which I was invited to talk about my father.