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Paul Ellen Boone Larry Bar Mitzvah Feb1980

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Dear Omi,	I am so sorry to hear that Paul is gone.  You and Paul were among the first friends that I made when we were freshmen at Douglass.  You and I were in the same class inModern Dance (oh, how I hated that required class!).  I was very clumsy, but you flewthrough the air with grace.  We had to wear black leotards.  You wore Paul’s ring on along chain around your neck.  I got a bick kick out of the way that big ring swung aroundas you leaped, and sometimes it smacked you in the crotch!	I also was so happy that in later years, Paul always remembered me.  When I wasour Class Secretary and I phoned you for news, Paul would get on the phone.  I told himmy name and asked him, “Do you remember me?”  And he would always respond, “Ofcourse I remember you!”  The he would recall some fond memory we had.	Omi, dear, you and Paul were together for so many years!  I know that you and yourfamily will retain loving memories of him.My sincere sympathy.Love, Sherry Weissberg Spiezle

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Dear Omi,	I am so sorry to hear that Paul is gone.  You and Paul were among the first friends that I made when we were freshmen at Douglass.  You and I were in the same class inModern Dance (oh, how I hated that required class!).  I was very clumsy, but you flewthrough the air with grace.  We had to wear black leotards.  You wore Paul’s ring on along chain around your neck.  I got a bick kick out of the way that big ring swung aroundas you leaped, and sometimes it smacked you in the crotch!	I also was so happy that in later years, Paul always remembered me.  When I wasour Class Secretary and I phoned you for news, Paul would get on the phone.  I told himmy name and asked him, “Do you remember me?”  And he would always respond, “Ofcourse I remember you!”  The he would recall some fond memory we had.	Omi, dear, you and Paul were together for so many years!  I know that you and yourfamily will retain loving memories of him.My sincere sympathy.Love, Sherry Weissberg Spiezle

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Omi. Marc, Steve and Larry--sending our sincere condolences to you all on the loss of a lovely human being, a real mensch who always had a smile, a hug, some warm words for anyone whom he encountered.  We not only shared a trip to Israel together back in 2004, but now I am a proud literacy volunteer and Temple Israel team leader thanks to Paul's encouragement.  May his memory be for a blessing, and may you be comforted among the mourners of Zion and Yerushalayim.    David and Maurie Sachs

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Omi. Marc, Steve and Larry--sending our sincere condolences to you all on the loss of a lovely human being, a real mensch who always had a smile, a hug, some warm words for anyone whom he encountered.  We not only shared a trip to Israel together back in 2004, but now I am a proud literacy volunteer and Temple Israel team leader thanks to Paul's encouragement.  May his memory be for a blessing, and may you be comforted among the mourners of Zion and Yerushalayim.    David and Maurie Sachs

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This picture was taken in November 2010 at Hannah's Bat Mitzvah reception at Temple Israel. Paul's presence at this event, and any other simcha,  made it an even happier and more joyous time for everyone involved. We will miss you and keep you in our hearts.
Love, Laurie, Stuart, Jake and Hannah

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Mitch Albom got Tuesdays with Morrie, I got Fridays with Paul. From the time Paul entered the Hebrew Rehab in September, until Omi's arrival in November, I got the chance to spend Friday afternoons with him. If I arrived early, I could wheel Paul out on the patio, and in the September sun, eat chocolate and enjoy the warmth.  From 2-3  there was a special pre kabbalat shabbat sing along in the synogogue that the residents were encouraged to attend. Our first trip to the synogogue involved me running Paul into every wall and doorway, clumsily navigating his wheelchair to the elevator. The ramp presented the next obstacle because it required strength and restraint not to sail Paul down the ramp at high speed. I was cautioned by a staff member that first day to slow down since the wheelchair didn't have a safety belt. Paul heard this, turned to me and in a loud whisper said "don't listen to them." Every Friday after that, without staff in sight, I sailed Paul down that ramp with speed, and every week he'd say "hey lady, where'd get your license?!" The  next stop was the Gift Shop where I'd purchase chocolate. I always felt badly the selection was limited and didn't include chocolate with nuts, but Paul settled for a Resees or a Hershey bar without complaint. For an hour we sang while he held my hand, and told me over an over again how much he loved me. Getting Paul back to the floor required  a running start in order to have enough momentum to get up the ramp. Once back on his floor, I'd maneuver him to a chair, ensure he had a chocolate Hoodsie and wish him a shabbat shalom. I knew that shortly after I left he would forget our time together, but I took comfort in knowing that those two hours were filled with all of the things Paul loved: chocolate, love and and a meaningful connection. We were both blessed.

Emily ❤️

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- Larry's words

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Paul had such a wonderful way of making you feel like you were the most important person in the room. His love of family and friends was evident in all he said and did. His love of children was powerful. I will always remember how he took my daughter, Diana, under his wing and helped her emerge from a very shy child to a more gregarious adult. The  kindness and attention he gave to her was so lovely. She adored  Paul and so did I.
Omi , my heart goes out to you and all of your family. We have lost a marvelous human being but will always have beautiful memories of him.
From Susan Weinstein

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Papa Paul was everything that you have described and one thing more--he was very protective of the people he loved.  Six years ago, at my dauther's engagement party, he approached Adam her 6'7" fiance.  Paul looked Adam in the eye, shook his hand and while he still held Adam's hand and eye contact, Paul said, "I love this young lady very much and if you ever hurt her, I will f--ing kill you."

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Papa Paul was everything that you have described and one thing more--he was very protective of the people he loved.  Six years ago, at my dauther's engagement party, he approached Adam her 6'7" fiance.  Paul looked Adam in the eye, shook his hand and while he still held Adam's hand and eye contact, Paul said, "I love this young lady very much and if you ever hurt her, I will f--ing kill you."

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He leaves a legacy of love. May his memory be a blessing and inspire us to treasure our families and to love, respect and care for people as he did.

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 A Dear Friend              What’s there not to like?” was a reply that Paul Cantor jokingly made, when someone complimented him. Well,  there  was nothing not to like about Paul Cantor! I met Paul at the morning minyan. He quickly became a close friend and mentor; always there to advise me ( He was usually right, even when I didn’t solicit his opinion), laugh at me for taking things so seriously,  cheer me on when I felt down, and be my human GPS when I got lost. Paul was a “people”person, and he loved good conversation.  He had the rare ability to really listen, and the acute sense to read people, recognize when they were in need, and be there to help. Paul said  that when he was young, he knew he was not handsome like his brother, so he became the charming brother. Given his sweet and kind disposition, he did not have to work hard at become charming.I don’t think Paul ever met a food that he wouldn’t  try. We shared a love of “good”chocolate, ice cream and coffee, Dunkin Donuts plain doughnuts, and debated the merits of Toscanini’s ice cream, Karma coffee, Sander’s hot fudge, and Sees chocolates.  When I worked with Paul, if there was an ice cream stand within an hour’s drive of our location, I knew we would be driving there!When my father passed away, Paul helped me find the confidence to speak at my Dad’s funeral, reassuring me that whatever I said would be beautiful. Without his encouragement, I never would have mustered up the courage to speak. This was Paul’s greatest gift to me.   My heart goes out to Omi, Marc, Steve, Larry- the entireCantor family. Paul loved you all so much and was so proud of you. Thank you for sharing him with all of us.                                    And Paul, thank you for telling me that I wasn’t bad for a girl. You were a blessing in my life!        Nancy Kaftan                    Paul  loved this psalm, traditional melody.Tehillim - Psalms - Chapter 150

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 A Dear Friend              What’s there not to like?” was a reply that Paul Cantor jokingly made, when someone complimented him. Well,  there  was nothing not to like about Paul Cantor! I met Paul at the morning minyan. He quickly became a close friend and mentor; always there to advise me ( He was usually right, even when I didn’t solicit his opinion), laugh at me for taking things so seriously,  cheer me on when I felt down, and be my human GPS when I got lost. Paul was a “people”person, and he loved good conversation.  He had the rare ability to really listen, and the acute sense to read people, recognize when they were in need, and be there to help. Paul said  that when he was young, he knew he was not handsome like his brother, so he became the charming brother. Given his sweet and kind disposition, he did not have to work hard at become charming.I don’t think Paul ever met a food that he wouldn’t  try. We shared a love of “good”chocolate, ice cream and coffee, Dunkin Donuts plain doughnuts, and debated the merits of Toscanini’s ice cream, Karma coffee, Sander’s hot fudge, and Sees chocolates.  When I worked with Paul, if there was an ice cream stand within an hour’s drive of our location, I knew we would be driving there!When my father passed away, Paul helped me find the confidence to speak at my Dad’s funeral, reassuring me that whatever I said would be beautiful. Without his encouragement, I never would have mustered up the courage to speak. This was Paul’s greatest gift to me.   My heart goes out to Omi, Marc, Steve, Larry- the entireCantor family. Paul loved you all so much and was so proud of you. Thank you for sharing him with all of us.                                    And Paul, thank you for telling me that I wasn’t bad for a girl. You were a blessing in my life!        Nancy Kaftan                    Paul  loved this psalm, traditional melody.Tehillim - Psalms - Chapter 150

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Silvia and I are so sad to hear of Paul’s passing. We feel lucky and blessed to know them. They were very welcoming and warmth when we moved to US.We remembered the lovely seders and I remembered telling Silvia how we would like to copy their style.On this difficult times we send hugs and our love to you and all the Cantor family.Marcio and Silvia Jablonka

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Silvia and I are so sad to hear of Paul’s passing. We feel lucky and blessed to know them. They were very welcoming and warmth when we moved to US.We remembered the lovely seders and I remembered telling Silvia how we would like to copy their style.On this difficult times we send hugs and our love to you and all the Cantor family.Marcio and Silvia Jablonka

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I’m going to miss you! It’s been a long journey…you and me…that began way
back in July 1936 when I joined you in the nursery at Beth Israel Hospital in
beautiful downtown Newark. It was a brutally hot day (I think the record still
stands) and our mothers were sweating it out during their two week stay in an
non-air conditioned hospital.
Although we only spent a few days together in that nursery we were destined to
meet again as we pursued our academic careers at Douglass and Rutgers.
Sadly…you passed over me and chose Omi as your life partner, but we were not
done yet! You and Omi moved on to Connecticut and I sought greener pastures in
Massachusetts, where I met and married Fred and had two daughters. Fast
forward to 1969 (I think that was the year). During a routine visit to the Purity
Supreme Super Market in Framingham, I bumped into a familiar face who turned
out to be my Douglass classmate…Omi. And here we were…back together again.
First, it was dinner at Roy’s to get reacquainted and talk about “old times” From
then on we have a lifetime of memories. Remember the New Year’s Eve when we
barbecued in the snow, the July 4th bi-centennial and many other times on the
Esplanade, the weekend in New Hampshire just before Nixon resigned and TV
went off the air at 11pm, watching the Patriots championship games from the
good luck seats in your den, attending the Red Sox games you so graciously
invited me to for so many years after my Fred passed away, Bar Mitzvahs,
weddings, sad times and glad times that we shared. Then there was New Year’s
Eve in New Jersey with my new special man Myron and, more recently, last-
minute dinners together. I don’t know anyone who shares a total of 83 years of
history that we do.
Rest in peace my friend.
Ellen (Miller) Boone-Samuel
April 23, 2020

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He was embracing, considered me family  - and I him. He nicknamed me "The Canarsie Kid". The only man who I ever had as much respect and love for  as I did for Paul was my own father, who I lost when I was 11. He was warm and loving. Paul could walk into a room with 10 people and leave with 12 friends. I love you, Paul and will miss you dearly  Rest peacefully.

To the entire Cantor clan - my DEEPEST condolences. My heart and thoughts are with you in this time of loss.

Love,
Jan Rosenberg

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This week we lost a true friend, Paul Cantor, 1936-2020. Paul was a mensch who never hesitated to lend a helping hand to any organization or person. We volunteered together, drank cappuccinos together, celebrated shabbatot and holidays together at our home and at his and Omi’s warm home. Paul was a grandfather image to everyone’s kids and especially ours - he was blessed to have a supportive and loving wife, 3 amazing sons, amazing grandchildren, and great grandchildren. In and out of synagogue life at Temple  Israel of Natick he was loved by all and will sorely be missed. May his memory be blessed. יהי זכרו ברוך  On Facebook are 50+ more snapshots of some of our fun times together.
https://www.facebook.com/dubi.gordon

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Paul was such a lovely, kind  and dear man....a true mensch.  Our heartfelt condolences to Omi and the entire Cantor Family.  

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Paul was such a lovely, kind  and dear man....a true mensch.  Our heartfelt condolences to Omi and the entire Cantor Family.  

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Lorraine and Arthur White

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We borrowed the soldiers rifle minus the clip to take the picture

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This link is to a collection of photos of Paul (aka PapaPaul) with Omi and his children, his grandchildren, and his great-grandchildren.

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Paul was always so warm and welcoming for our family. He made our boys feel loved and appreciated, and David and I always enjoyed speaking with him. He will be missed. Our deepest condolences to all of you.

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I found this video a few years ago. Incredible short (8 min) film about memory loss. - Larry

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BY ROBERT FROST

Whose woods these are I think I know.

His house is in the village though;

He will not see me stopping here

To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer

To stop without a farmhouse near

Between the woods and frozen lake

The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake

To ask if there is some mistake.

The only other sound’s the sweep

Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,

But I have promises to keep,

And miles to go before I sleep,

And miles to go before I sleep.

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To Paul, lover of poetry ❤️Haiku poem from Zhanna 

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To Paul, lover of poetry ❤️Haiku poem from Zhanna 

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water reflecting the time
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Omi, mark, Larry , Steven l share your loss of a dear lifetime friend of almost 80 years

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Paul Cantor - Brezniak Funeral Directors Brezniak Funeral Directors

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Adam notified me today about the passing of your father. Innocently so, in the cold winter of 1982, your father hired a young BU student rascal to work at the Government Center location of AI Rent a car. Little did he know what he helped start. Your father and mother were instrumental in my life and I felt compelled to write and express my condolences to you, and, my gratitude for being allowed to share your father at a time in my life when I needed guidance and support.  You may recall that I spent a few holidays at your house and this was due to the extraordinary generosity of your parents to welcome a potential Jew-by-choice into their home to help learn and support through my journey.  I now have a wonderful Jewish household with 3 awesome kids (one in on-line Hebrew High class as I write this now) and am very active in our Temple, and your parents were very instrumental in developing that part of my life, and thus leading to the point that I am now. I will forever be grateful to your father for opening his heart and mind to help support me in this way.  Through his influence on me, he helped make the world a better place, in a small way, yes, but that has trickled down to play a role in the growth and character of my children too.  He truly was a gem, and will always be remembered by my family, who knows his role in my life, and me for the rest of our lives. May his memory be for a blessing and May God console you among the other mourners of Zion and Jerusalem. Lee