Missing you on this rainy October 7th. Rest in peace, Mom.

100 years! Wow, Mom!   Love you still, love you always. ❤
S

I just listened this brave brave women tell her story in the resistance. What a hero of a young women she was. I know her family is so proud. I thank her for what she did to those scoundrels that wanted to rule the world. Im glad i didnt grow up speaking German. Rip my dear

Evermore ❤

Wishing you were still with us.

My father was in the French Resistance in Toulouse; so I have a soft spot for others who served this great cause of getting rid of the Nazis and the French fascist genocide aiding Vichy government.
What a beautiful voice on a beautiful woman!
Blessed be her memory.

I miss hearing her lovely voice.

Miss you always, Mom. ❤

Tu resteras toujours dans mes pensées chere Sonya.

Charles

R.I.P., Mom. Goodness knows, you earned it.

Cybèle, Tristan, Alexis, and I visited your grave yesterday, Mom. We sat and chatted and Cybèle planted forget-me-nots all around the stone. Forget you, we never will.

Je pense souvent à toi, ma sœur, et au temps que nous avons perdu.
Ce temps avait finalement effacé de ta mémoire les pensées amères.
Nous nous sommes retrouvées à temps.
Mio porte toujours l'écharpe bleue que tu avais tissée et Maia une veste que tu portais adolescente à Saint Tropez.
Moi, j'ai les photos de notre famille que je regarde souvent.
Et je pense souvent à toi, ma sœur.

Miss you every day, Mom, and Daddy, also baby Kim, Mamie and Lulu. Les annees sont courtes... We'll all meet again. ❤

https://archive.org/details/RainbowQuest19
Pete Seeger's "Rainbow Quest" from 1966 to see and hear Sonia Malkine sing.

Love you and miss you, Mom--always.

Happy Birthday, Mom! Think about you today and every day. Miss you. Love you.

I finally found your trace Sonya. Charles Bergere from the groupe Soleil.i think of you. We had a very similar adventure in Dordogne. I wish your daughter will call me. Chaber1@cox.net

Miss you, Mom ... today and every day.

I miss you Nana!

She was brave.

She is remembered very much in many happy memories! I can hear her voice now, beautiful!

You are remembered and loved, Mom.

Sonia,thank you for what you did. Jean-François Vassallucci, a French man who listened to your Resistance testimony.

Sonia était la fille de la très "grande" May Picqueray , elle chante pour sa mère et pour nous dans ce documentaire en deux parties:
Ecoutez MAY PICQUERAY 1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=1&v=3FQxXVL8FcY
Ecoutez MAY PICQUERAY 2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=1&v=EEzYnIhNTSg

On your birthday, much love from here to where you are, Sonia. In Mexico, we believe that as long as someone remembers you, you continue to live. Your friendship was one of the big joys of my life and I remember you with love. Today and always...

Missing you, as always, Mom ... thinking of all you gave us.

Dear family of Sonia Malkine,
I am a descendant of Jules Verne on my mothers side. I have been watching "A French Village" and was searching for non fictional accounts of the war in France. Specifically the brave people who resisted instead of collaborating.
I came across the interview with your mother on youtube. I fell in love with her. What an extraordinary human being.
I hope that some talented writer will write her autobiography. I feel we would all benefit. She will live on in my heart and mind.
Blessings to you her family

I just came across a YouTube interview with Sonia. By God I wish I had met her. What a marvellous, funny and brave woman.
RIP

It has been a privilege knowing you. Looking at the gallery of photos I am reminded of the so many rewards of sharing time with you. Hope you are finding the joy of sensations you so loved here on mortal ground. Miss you.

Missing you, Mom. Requiesce in pace.

hi Mom - thinking of you today, and every day; missing you lots.
thank you for everything you did for us. loving you always.

Visited your grave with Cybele, Morgan, Sasha, and Tristan yesterday, Mom. The children planted some forget-me-nots at the head of the stone. "Love you, Nana," Tristan said softly as he was working. We all love you, we all miss you, and we are all so sad that you are gone.

I only knew Sonia as a performer who came to St Louis and performed a couple of times when I worked with the Focal Point coffeehouse. She was warm and delightful and told stories of her life. She told some about her activities during the war. She told the story of singing on the hill behind her house that I put on this site before. Along with her delightful friendliness (she even gave me some life advice) was that marvelous voice. I am so glad that I have recordings to recall her presence. I was just looking at one of her albums and planning to play it. I shall play it today and think of that lovely lady who is singing somewhere today as the birds listen.

I think of Sonia often with love & gratitude and I miss her. I love you Sonia!

hi Mom :) you are always with us, and we with you.
thank you for your singing, your love and your light.
how fortunate we are in you.

I just finished reading her mom May Picqueray's "Pour mes 81 ans d'Anarchie" and thought Sonia would be still alive. She appeared next to her mom in a documentary made by Bernard Bessat in the 80's, and that's how I discovered her voice and life. What a loss !

Missing you, Mom.

Such a wonderful, sweet voice. Once, when she was in St. Louis, she told us of the time she was singing out on the hillside? behind her house and she suddenly realized that there were birds around her that seemed to be listening to her. She expressed her astonishment, but we assured her that we were not at all astonished. Of course the birds listened to the birdlike purity of her voice. I still listen to the three albums that I have.

Thinking of you today, Mom, as always. For those of you who would like to hear her singing in her prime, Pete Seeger's Rainbow Quest interviewing her is now on youtube. Rest in peace, Mom.

As an original member of the Red Street Band, I played harmonica on champagne, Bourbon and Cheap Red Wine. I just wanted to say that it was an honor to know Sonia if only briefly and to share her music.

Thinking of you today, Mom, wishing you were here with us on your birthday.

Wonderful memories of your Family gatherings in Shady and the weekly dinners at Shayan's with you. Hearing your voice on this site makes me happy and feeling grateful to have known you! Love to you wherever you are being now, Maybe you and my Mom are hanging out! Abhi

It has been a year? Miss you Sonia and the sound of your voice this Sunday morning still makes time stand still.

First Christmas without you, and we miss you so, Mom.

I loved listening to her sing and play her hurdy gurdy. She was such a lovely woman and very much missed.

We miss you on your day of birth and every day. I miss your sparkle and charm but thinking of you brings it all back to my heart. Love you Sonia

Une pensée de Marie-May et Mio

Happy Birthday, we miss you Nana

Bonjour.
For the past 2 years I've put my children to bed listening to Madame Malkine. Right after reading for them. Her singing has had the most beautiful effect on my son. Who has autism. He falls asleep like a kitten every time. It may seem as a bleak tribute, but for me and him it's great. As well I want to thank Mme Malkine for her fighting in La resistance. It is thank to women like her we today breath the free air of democracy. Un respectueux grand Merci à vous Madame Malkine.

I met Sonia in 1969 or 1970 and we became close friends. In 1972, I moved to Woodstock, where she lived and became my mentor in town. Her generosity in introducing me to her friends and colleagues allowed me to know people I might never otherwise have met; it also gave me the opportunity to have the best job in Woodstock.

Those are the tangible effects of our friendship. Less tangible and more important were the deep respect and love I have always felt for Sonia, the companionship of her children, and the friendships I forged with others due to her dear love for me. I well remember long nights making music before fires in one or another of our mutual friends' homes, a particularly special night in Vermont with Margaret MacArthur and other musicians, and countless nights of food and talk in Shady.

Sonia, I can scarcely believe you are no longer on this plane. Your crystal voice sings on this website, your beautiful face slides by in the photos, and I write to you from far away in Mexico City. You are farther away still, but close to my heart in spite of all.

Love--a word too small.