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Shared Memories of Beth Aaron
I have the doors to the Aron Hakodesh from Beth Aaron hanging on a wall in my basement. If you know of someone that would appreciate them I would gladly pass them on. Thank You. My brother and I had our bar Mitzvahs at Beth Aaron.
attended Sunday School at Beth Aaron until I was 12 years old in 1952. Rabbi
Gorelick never forgot a face and even when I went to weddings and Bar Mitzvahs
years later, he recognized me and greeted me by name. His daughter Elisheva
was my age and had a Bat Mitzvah, an unheard of ceremony for girls at that
time (at least in Detroit.)
The synagogue was but one or two blocks north of the fabulous mumford
high school of the mid -1950's -1960's fame on wyoming. I had to walk
by the synagogue to meet the "dexter bus" of the dsr ( detroit
street railways) which used to travel i believe from the northwest side
of detroit on outer drive at least to greenfield adjoining the sinai hospital
area & then thru curtis and then wind its way down into the center
city of detroit via dexter past many of these shuls. I travelled to mumford
via the busline during 1956-1957.
The building and adjacent educational center was not as impressive to
the exterior sitting nearly right on the curb of wyoming, a very busy
& narrow street. My wife judy & i were married there in the sanctuary
in 1963. The sanctuary immediately adjoined the vinyl or asphalt checkboard
appearing tiled social hall, separated by i believe a folding heavy vinyl
like doorway thruwhich my bride entered the sanctuary to ultimately join
me in marriage.
There were i believe heavy glass exterior doors which lead to the street
level by several shallow very broad steps. The entry area was the most
attractive part of the external appearance, but better appreciated from
across the street due to the proximity of the sanctuary to the street.
I celebrated my Bar Mitzvah at Beth Aaron in 1960. My three brothers were
also bar mitzvahed there. I remember Rabbi Gorelick's booming voice, and
was surprised when I ran into him years later to find that in fact, he
was a short, soft spoken gentleman. Although it had been 35 years, he
remembered me by name.
I attended Beth Aaron Religious School from 1956 - 1965.
My grandmother also attended Adat Shalom on Curtis. I was married in Temple