At the time it was built, the Sons of Jacob was not the only synagogue in the neighborhood; the surrounding blocks were filled with Jewish families and businesses. My husband's family were members of this synagogue back in the 1950s, and I would sit with his mother upstairs in the women's gallery before we were married. So, for me, getting involved in this critical, timely project was an easy decision. 

 

This historical artifact was built by people whose names are being forgotten. If this building is gone, who will remember the countless Jewish immigrants that left their footprint for future generations? We are all descendants of immigrants, and this building is a reminder of what can be done when people just like us build their community and leave their mark. 

 

As you walk into the building, you sense those who worshipped here. Let them speak to you. Examine the first floor with its murals around the Ark. Look at the names inscribed on the windows and walls. How proud they were of their new-found success! Go upstairs and marvel at the ceiling medallions. View the pictures over the front bimah. Embrace the building’s beauty as you gaze up at the chandelier that adds such gravity and grace to the structure.

 

The Sons of Jacob synagogue is the last surviving and active synagogue of its era in Providence, but the building that has lasted for over 120 years is in trouble.  We are here to re-purpose, re-imagine and revive this symbol of the immigration experience to inform and inspire the public of all ages. History is the learning blueprint we need to build a better future - please join us in preserving this treasure to honor the voices of generations past.

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Warm Regards, 

Shelley Parness