A poem written by Ida Gass Ullian

In di yunge yoren
Mit tate, mame
A gantze mishpokha
A gantze mishpokha
Arum unz
Klert mir nit
Fun zayn aleyn

In di ‘middle’ yoren
Farnumen mit arbet
Landslit, ‘meetings’ un shul
Zukhen yikhes
Trachten mir nit
Fun zayn aleyn

Ober in di elter yoren
Az der gezunt iz nit vee geven
De kop tut vay
Mir ken nit altz essen
Es glist zikh nit zayn aleyn

In Newton, Massachusetts
in de Leventhal-Sidman J.C.C.
Dorten mir zingt un mir tanzt
Mir shprekhen mameloshen
Mir farbrengt zikh mit fraynt
Un kayner darf nit zayn aleyn.”

(In the younger years
With Father, Mother
The whole family around us
We do not think
About being alone.

In the middle years
Busy with work
Friends, meetings, and shul
Achieving goals
We are not concerned with being alone.

But in the older years
As our health is not as it was
The headaches
We can’t eat everything
It is difficult to walk
Nobody wants to be alone.

In Newton, Massachusetts
in the Leventhal-Sidman J.C.C.
There they sing and dance
And speak the mother tongue
As they enjoy the company of friend.
Nobody needs to be alone.)