: Sometimes, it drove me crazy, according to Globe and Mail. I’d ask, ‘Mom, can you relax ’ But she couldn’t. She never, ever stopped. Daughter Debbie Firestone recalls the first time she saw her mother sing in synagogue, drafted into the role after the regular cantor fell ill. From the moment Mrs. A ripple ran through the congregation and the little girl heard an elderly man with a heavy Yiddish accent whisper to no one in particular, Vhat this A voman as cantor A voman It can’t be! But it could be – and it was.
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