The date of Samuel Lyonsâ bar mitzvah passed by without celebration. But then, almost nothing went as planned for the hardy souls living in Londonâs East End during the Blitz.
The term (German for âlightningâ) refers to the relentless bombing campaigns by Germany carried on Britain in 1940 and 1941 during World War II.
âWe spent the nights in the shelters, listening to the booming of the bombs,â recalls the feisty 85-year-old in a cockney accent peppered with Yiddish. âThey shuffled us from school to school. Every few days, the school would be bombed, and weâd begin again in another. We kept busy picking through the rubble searching for shrapnel.â
Although he had begun preparing for his bar mitzvah before the war began, taking cheder classes at the Jewsâ Free School, or JFS, it closed down when students were evacuated to the countryside. (The building was destroyed in the bombings and ultimately reopened in a different location.)
Young Samuel had been evacuated as well, but his parents soon brought him back to London, when they determined that he was not being looked after in the country.
For a while, he and some other boys were tutored in Judaic subjects by an Eastern European Jew known to them only as âRabbi Scratchy,â but that ended after a few weeks as well.
By the time the war ended and Samuel joined the Royal Air Force, his bar mitzvah had been all but forgotten. Like many of the buildings in his old neighborhood, it seemed as if it would be forever written off as a wartime loss.
When he married his late wife Malka in 1957, he returned to Sandyâs Row Synagogue, the ornate religious establishment of his youth, where his sister (and his parents, he believes) had married before him.
In the meantime, the Jewish East End had fallen into decline. Most of the Jews moved west to roomier and more ârespectableâ suburbs, such as Hampstead and Golders Green. The lively Jewish center Lyons had known growing up became home to a new wave of immigrants.
âSomething Bigâ
However, Sandyâs Row Synagogueâthe oldest surviving Ashkenazi place of worship in London, founded in 1854âremained a stoic monument to the neighborhoodâs past, held tightly by the dwindling population of pensioners and suburban families that maintained their multigenerational connection to the congregation.
This spring, the congregation invited Rabbi Mendy Korer (co-director of Chabad-Lubavitch of Islington with his wife, Hadasa) to become its rabbi. He had already been assisting them for a while now, and the congregation felt that it was time to make the connection official.
Korer promptly invited Lyons, who had maintained his connection to the synagogue, to attend services on Shabbat morning. âThe rabbi bushwhacked me,â says the octogenarian, chuckling. âHe told me something big was going to happen, and he needed me there. Mendyâs a nice chap, so I figured I would go support him.â
Upon his arrival this past Shabbat, Lyons was surprised that the âsomething bigâ was his own bar mitzvah celebration. Heavy with emotion, he recited the blessings of the Torah for the first time in his life.
âA lot of chaps of my crowd never had their bar mitzvahs,â reflects Lyons, who put on tefillin for the first time in his life this week. âBut if I can do it; anyone can. Itâs never too late.â


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