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Leon Silver, Nelson St Synagogue

August 20, 2019
by the gentle author

When Leon Silver opened the golden shutter of the ark at the East London Central Synagogue in Nelson St for me, a stash of Torah scrolls were revealed shrouded in ancient velvet with embroidered texts in silver thread gleaming through the gloom, caught by last rays of afternoon sunlight.

Leon told me that no-one any longer knows the origin of all these scrolls, which were acquired as synagogues closed or amalgamated with the departure of Jewish people from the East End since World War II. Many scrolls were brought over in the nineteenth century from all across Eastern Europe, and some are of the eighteenth century or earlier, originating from communities that no longer exist and places that vanished from the map generations ago.

Yet the scrolls are safe in Nelson St under the remarkable stewardship of Leon Silver, President, Senior Warden & Treasurer, who has selflessly devoted himself to keeping this beautiful synagogue open for the small yet devoted congregation – mostly in their eighties and nineties – for whom it fulfils a vital function. An earlier world still glimmers here in this beautiful synagogue that may not have seen a coat of new paint in a while, but is well tended by Leon and kept perfectly clean with freshly hoovered carpet and polished wood by a diligent cleaner of ninety years old.

As the sunlight faded, Leon and I sat at the long table at the back of the lofty synagogue where refreshments are enjoyed after the service, and Leon’s cool grey eyes sparkled as he spoke of this synagogue that means so much to him, and of its place in the lives of his congregation.

“I grew up in the East End, in Albert Gardens, half a mile from here. I first came to the synagogue as a little boy of four years old and I’ve been coming here all my life. Three generations of my family have been involved here, my maternal grandfather was the vice-president and my late uncle’s mother’s brother was the last president, he was still taking sacrament at ninety-five. My father used to come here to every service in the days when it was twice daily. And when I was twenty-nine, I came here to recite the mourner’s prayer after my father died. I remember when it was so crowded on the Sabbath, we had to put benches in front of the bimmah to accommodate everyone, now it is a much smaller congregation but we always get the ten you need to hold a service.

I’m a professional actor, so it gives me plenty of free time. I was asked to be the Honorary Treasurer and told that it entailed no responsibility – which was entirely untrue – and I’ve done it ever since. As people have died or moved away, I have taken on more responsibility. It means a lot to me. There was talk of closing us down or moving to smaller premises, but I’ve fought battles and we are still here. I spend quite a lot of hours at the end of the week. We have refreshments after the service, cake, crisps and whisky. I do the shopping and put out the drinks. The majority here are quite elderly and they are very friendly, everyone gets on well, especially when they have had a few drinks. In the main, they are East Enders. We don’t ask how they come because strictly speaking you shouldn’t ride the bus on the Sabbath. Now, even if young Jewish people wanted to come to return to the East End there are no facilities for them. No kosher butcher or baker, just the kosher counter at Sainsburys.

My father’s family came here at the end of the nineteenth century, and my maternal grandfather Lewis (who I’m named after) came at the outbreak of the First World War. As a resident alien, he had to report to Leman St Police Station every day. He came from part of the Austro-Hungarian Empire and he came on an Austrian passport, but when my mother came in 1920, she came on a Polish passport. Then in 1940, my grandfather and his brothers were arrested and my grandmother was put in Holloway Prison, before they were all interned on the Isle of Man. Then my uncle joined the British army and was told on his way to the camp that his parents had been released. My grandparents’ families on both sides died in the Holocaust. My mother once tried to write a list of all the names but she gave up after fifty because it was too upsetting. And this story is true for most of the congregation at the synagogue. One man of ninety from Alsace, he won’t talk about it. A lot of them won’t talk about it. These people carry a lot of history and that’s why it’s important for them to come together.

When Jewish people first came here, they took comfort from being with their compatriots who spoke the same style of Yiddish, the same style of pronunciation, the same style of worship. It was their security in a strange new world, a self-help society to help with unemployment and funeral expenses.”

Thanks to Leon, I understood the imperative for this shul to exist as a sacred meeting place for these first generation immigrants – now in their senior years – who share a common need to be among others with comparable experiences. Polite and softly spoken yet resolute in his purpose, Leon Silver is custodian of a synagogue that is a secure home for ancient scrolls and a safe harbour for those whose lives are shaped by their shared histories.

Photographs 2 & 3 © Mike Tsang

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13 Responses leave one →
  1. August 20, 2019

    I am not familiar with Nelson St shule, even though I have walked all around my grandmother’s East End home, school and Yiddish theatre. Thankfully your top two photos show the interior has been maintained in excellent condition.

    There are so many new Russian immigrants who would love to live in a well established community and cannot afford NW London. Wouldn’t it be terrific if The Jewish Leadership Council could renovate homes/flats in the Nelson St vicinity and re-invigorate the ageing community.

  2. Carolyn Badcock permalink
    August 20, 2019

    Peace always to you, Leon Silver……. I love your devotion.

  3. August 20, 2019

    Leon does a wonderful job here. Valerie

  4. August 20, 2019

    Thank you Leon for the insight – ‘the same style of
    Yiddish’ I understand this – my Mother always
    said that my Father spoke ‘Mandarin’ Yiddish
    ( better class than hers )
    She also said that her own Yiddish was so
    good that she could ‘speak it with only one hand’
    Their families came from different parts of
    Europe.

    Cheers to Leon – best wishes Shula

  5. Adele permalink
    August 20, 2019

    Long may this shul last as a reminder of how the East End nourished so many of us in our youth. I believe some of the Torah scrolls housed there are from my family’s shul, New Road, and which previously housed scrolls from Grove Street shul when they closed in the late forties.

  6. Catherine Anderson permalink
    August 20, 2019

    Just loved reading this article! A glimpse into the past that is, thankfully, very much a part of the present. Leon Silver (needless to say) is a mensch – more power to him!

  7. August 20, 2019

    Very pleased to read this item about The East End’s diverse history. More relevant these days than ever.

  8. Marcia Howard permalink
    August 20, 2019

    What a wealth of stories Leon holds, both good and very sad. Leon sounds a wonderful man, and a great asset and comfort for the local community.

  9. EJ Wilkinson permalink
    August 21, 2019

    My father-in-law, a Jewish refugee from Vienna, was also interned on the Isle of Man and then sent to a prison camp in Australia on the infamous ship, The Dunera.

    Another wonderful story of a good man doing extraordinary things. Thank you to Leon and to the GA for telling us about him.

  10. Pamela Traves permalink
    August 21, 2019

    How Lovely. I enjoyed this Very Much.

  11. August 22, 2019

    Leon has always been a great friend to the Jewish East End Celebration Society, and we have held many memorable events at Nelson Street. A wonderful place, and a wonderful man.

  12. Sara Midda permalink
    August 27, 2019

    Very moving. Beautiful synagogue. Lucky to have Leon.

  13. Pennie Limming permalink
    September 3, 2019

    What a joy to read about such dedication and love for faith. I hope the time never comes when 10 people can’t make it here.

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