Davnob received another fascinating reminiscence from Doodie - this time about Zaida - Solomon Noble.
The reason for this e mail is that I woke up this morning about 5.00 a.m.after having slept for six hours (which is good for me) and for some unknown reason started to think about your Grandpa Solly (Editor: this is Zaida, father of Bernie, Charlie, Ziggie and Lou).
My first recollections are going to Greens Court where they had the Fish and Chip shop, and where your uncles Zig and Charley worked with your Grandpa. I remember my Mother (Editor: Auntie Leah) (who was a fabulous cook) making a special delicious meal for him from time to time. It was called 'fees' which is a Yiddish word for feet. It consisted of chicken feet cooked in some kind of jelly.
I recall when he became ill with cancer of the mouth or tongue your uncles Lou and Zig took him to different Doctors looking for a cure. I remember my mother would go to a phone box (we had no phone at home) nearly every day to ring her sister Ray, your grandma, to see how he was. I think the phone number was Battersea 2580 (Editor: amazing memory Doodie, that was the number till the shop was finally sold).
In the summer before he passed away your Grandma took a flat in Southend on Sea and I remember going there with my mother to see him.
Before the 2nd world war when someone died the coffin would be taken to the home and a Rabbi or Minister or a learned person would say tilim which is Hebrew for psalms. Your grandfathers coffin was taken to Battersea and my mother told me that before the Minister of the Synagogue arrived my father started to say tilim, and someone asked what was the name of the Rabbi and was informed that my father was not a Rabbi but was a Brother -in-Law.
I remember him as a lovely man kind and considerate.
