We’re here today to mourn the passing but also to honor the life of Donald Perlroth, beloved husband, father, grandfather, pillar of the community, and cherished friend.
Donald was born here in New Haven to his loving parents Morris and Minnie. He grew up with his siblings Barbara, Sherman and George and they would always be close. (more…)
We’re here today to mourn the passing but also to honor and cherish the life of Myrna Kagan, beloved wife, mother, sister, and cherished friend.
We know that this was her time, and we are at peace with her passing. The righteous die on Shabbos, with Shabbos being the symbol of eternal rest, and so Myrna passed away on the Sabbath. (more…)
If you would have given me fifty names of people I know, and you would have said, “Who is the least likely to pass away?” I would have said Floyd Parness. I saw him last week at a service here; he was perfectly fine, in better shape than anyone I know. So for all of you who cannot understand what we’re doing here, we’re all in the same state.
As far as we can tell, he died while he was running. I like to think that he never knew what happened. I like to think that he’s still running. And in our minds, he will always be that quietly inspiring runner who taught us how to run our own races. (more…)
We’re here today to mourn the passing but also to honor the life of Harry Singer, beloved father, grandfather and cherished friend. While we are sad today, we know, and it’s not a platitude, that he is no longer suffering, and we are content that he is at peace.
Harry was born in Ostrowiec, Poland on September 7, 1924 to Abraham and Sarah Singer. He was raised with his two brothers, Paul and David and his sister Shirley. Even at a young age, he worked in a small soda factory to help the poor Jewish family have enough to eat. His father realized what was going to happen and tried to go to Canada but he was turned away because he was malnourished. They lived for two years in Nazi-occupied Poland. Harry then was taken to Auschwitz.. Imagine, he was a teenager in Auschwitz. People who know they were going to die gave him their rations. At times, he hid under dead bodies so that he wouldn’t be taken to be killed. He survived Auschwitz for 2 ½ years. (more…)
We’re here today to mourn the passing but also to honor the life of Helene Axelrod, beloved wife, mother, grandmother, and cherished friend. Helene had had more than her share of medical problems for a long time now, and so we all thought we were emotionally prepared for this. But in a way, none of us are ever prepared, because the reality of a loved one’s passing is always different from our anticipation of the passing. Helene passed away very suddenly at home, and it’s not just a platitude to say that she did not suffer. But it is going to take a while to really understand that she’s gone. (more…)
We’re here today to mourn the passing but also to honor and cherish the life of Marvin Rosenfeld, beloved husband and father and cherished friend. Marvin’s passing was completely unexpected and we’re having trouble grasping that this has happened. Just a couple of weeks ago, we were talking about when he’d be ready to go home. He was very much himself, talking and talking. It’s passing strange to think that he won’t be talking anymore. We do know, however, that once the sickness had captured him, it would not let go, and we had to let him go. (more…)
Mimi was born on June 23, 1940 in New Haven. She was raised in tough circumstances. At a very young age she learned to be independent and resourceful and she had a lot of responsibility. (more…)
We’re here today to mourn the passing but also to honor the life of Dr. Richard Feingold, beloved husband father, grandfather and treasured friend. Dick’s sudden death has come as a shock, and it will take some time to even realize what’s happened. But it won’t take any time at all to decide what kind of person he was. He was a great person who lived a wonderful life filled with love, healing and achievement. (more…)
We’re here today to mourn the passing of Rhoda Paroly, beloved mother, grandmother and great-grandmother.
Rhoda was born on November 16, 1925 in the Bronx. She was the daughter of Benjamin and Frieda Fallick. She graduated Evander Childs High School. (more…)
We’re here to day to mourn the passing but also to honor the life of Seymour Mondschein, beloved father and grandfather and friend. He was born in 1930 in Brooklyn, NY to Nathan and Sadie, Eastern European immigrants with an American dream. One of Nathan’s brothers, Sy’s Uncle Herman, lived in Sy’s room as a brother and was very close to him. (more…)