Menachem Flor

Menachem,I saw you just a few months ago. I never would have thought it would be the last time I see you smile, give you a big hug and tell you that I love you. I remember as a young girl always wanting to be with you and staying over at your house on Chelmsford. Always looking forward to waking up in the morning and watching you make shakshuka, deep fried French fries, and all your other great foods you used to make me!I remember the little rabbits in your backyard we used to feed and play with and run after all the time! I will never forget the day I decided to walk over the glass table and cut my foot open, and you were there with me telling me it will be ok! I will forever have a scar on my right foot, always remembering you, the loving and caring uncle you were to me.There are a million more moments we shared together and memories I will cherish which will never be forgotten.My childhood was and will be forever filled with happy memories thanks to you, Menachem, and I could not ask for a better uncle in the world.I will miss you dearly and love you very much, and between you and me, I will always have the little note that i wrote to you.Always and forever,Shirey##imported-begin##Shirey##imported-end##

I didn't get to spend as much time with Menachem in my adult life, but I remember and cherish the time I spent with him as a child.I vividly remember the times I spent in his house here in Toronto, and I can close my eyes and still see myself running and playing all over his house as he watched over me.I remember his love for animals and the rabbits he kept in the backyard, his fish and his fake cardboard dog that he would try to tell me was real.I remember Menachem's strength, where he would lift me up with one arm and boast that he could beat men in wheelchairs at arm-wrestling!I remember his kindness and that the only times he got angry at me was when I would make too much noise in his house because it might bother his tenants in the basement.I remember the happiness and pride he felt about his own family in Florida whenever we visited him or when he visited us in Toronto.And though Menachem has passed, far sooner than anybody wanted, he will be remembered and greatly missed.A couple of years ago, as I was driving, I suddenly realized that I had a habit of touching my pinky finger to my upper lip while I drove. I had never thought anything of it and probably didn't realize that I was doing it, but that time I suddenly remembered always seeing Menachem doing this when I would sit in the car next to him as a child as he drove. Since then, sometimes catch myself doing it and it reminds me of Menachem, and that he is and will always be a part of me.##imported-begin##Roey Flor##imported-end##