Shamouil Toubian

Funeral Service: Wednesday, December 04, 2019 at 12:00 PM
Paperman & Sons
Shiva: Wednesday, December 04, 2019 to
Tuesday, December 10, 2019

2780 avenue de Kent #16, Montreal H3S 1M7
Shiva Details: Services at the 'Y'
Cemetery: Eternal Gardens Cemetery

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Reuben - 2 days ago

To The Family Members of Mr. Toubian, We have never met, but I've know your father since the age of 2, when I attended synagogue for the first time with my father. From that very first day, Mr. Toubian was there to great me with a warm smile. He would always jokingly call me "David", even though he knew my name wasn't so. As I grew older, Mr. Toubian's love and affection also grew. Still always referring to me as his beloved "David", he would give me candies as a reward for coming to synagogue, and pinch my cheeks whenever I read the morning prayers aloud. And at every opportunity, he would look to my father, rest his hand on my head and give me a blessing. More years went by, and Mr. Toubian would gasp in admiration as to how much I grew, even though he had seen me just the week prior. It was then that I had begun to notice how committed he was to his community and to his synagogue. He would ALWAYS ride his bike to synagogue, regardless of the weather. He was the first one to arrive, and would arrange the books and pillows before the other members got there for the morning services. He was also the last one to leave, always making sure the synagogue was clean and the books returned to their designated place in the library. But no matter how busy he was, he always took the time to tell me how proud he was of his little "David" - and, at every opportunity, he would look at my father, and give me blessing me. Even more years went by, and I eventually moved to New York. That meant that I would only see Mr. Toubian on my visits back home. But no matter how many months went by between my visits, Mr. Toubian was always there to welcome me with a warm smile. He told me that he was so proud of all that I had accomplished (which, admittedly was not very much) and as he pinched my cheeks, he would bless me. Even more years went by, and I eventually moved back to Montreal. I remember so vividly seeing how happy Mr. Toubian was at the idea that I would be returning to my childhood synagogue. Always referring to me as his little David, he blessed me and gave me a big hug. More years went by, and one thing always remained constant - Mr. Toubian's smile and affection. And, as he kissed me on my head, he blessed me. Last Tuesday, my father called me at the office to let me know that Mr. Toubian had passed away. Needless to say, I was immediately saddened and began to cry. Not because I couldn't even remember the last time I gave him a hug or received a blessing. It was because I now realised that his warm smile will no longer be there to great me as I walk up the 22 steps to my childhood synagogue. So to the family members of Mr. Toubian I say the following: Your father was an exceptional man, with a heart of gold. He took the time to make sure that a child would have nothing but the fondest memories when reflecting on their youth and the times spent at a synagogue. He, like countless other members of my synagogue, had a huge part in making me the man I am today. Never underestimate the impact kindness can have on the people you encounter. I will forever miss you, Mr. Toubian. Love, Reuben

Steffani Segal and Michael Rubenstein - 7 days ago

Dear Michael and family, Our deepest condolences on your loss. Our thoughts and prayers are with you during this difficult time. Love, Steffani and Michael