Feb. 7

Because of the pandemic, I haven't been inside my Synagogue in almost two years. I attended a funeral there today of a very gentle, sweet , quiet man. Until Bob died, this man, his wife, Bob and I sat shoulder to shoulder at Friday night services. It was him,his wife, me and then Bob. That was the order of the seating. We always got there early , so they had to step over us.  The Rabbi , today, completely got the essence of this man. I hope that his family knows how we all cared him, and how strong and devoted his wife was for him. I guess it is reality that there is a time for letting go and a time for healing. I know the family will heal. That's the kind of man he was.

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01.12 | 09:15

Safe travels. See you soon. sally

04.07 | 08:10

I read the last page first too. It’s a family curse.

22.05 | 08:38

so glad youre here mom!

29.08 | 13:45

Don't quite know how this got to me but it was on the top line of my computer (not in email) But I really enjoyed it. I truly admire you.

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