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We’re here today to mourn the passing and also to honor and cherish the life of Florence Berman, beloved mother and grandmother, sister and cherished friend.

Florence was born in New London, Sept. 16, 1924, the daughter of the late Morris and Esther Irwin, sister of Charles and Teddy. She was a wonderful daughter to her parents. We remember Charles with respect today and mourn with Teddy on this sad day. She was devoted to Teddy. (more…)

We’re here today to mourn the passing of Florence Biller, beloved mother, cherished grandmother and dear friend. Florence has not been Florence for many years now, and in a sense, we’ve been mourning for her a long time ago. This family has been loyal and caring and has done everything for her that could be done and there are no second thoughts or regrets. Still, we are very saddened because death has its own dimensions. What we find sometimes when someone passes away after a long illness is that now that we are not taking care of a person who is not herself. Instead, we are now liberated to remember the person as she used to be. Florence was quite a person: a good person, an active person, a positive person. And now that she has passed away, we can, in a new way, enjoy and treasure that person who meant so much to us. (more…)

The other day at Hospice, Stuart showed me a book that he and Richie presented to their parents on their 50th anniversary. It was filled with photos of their parents’ lives, step by step.

I’ve seen a thousand photo albums, so I’m not sure why this one had such an effect on me. Maybe it was because Evelyn was lying there on her deathbed. Maybe it was the feeling of walking through a time tunnel, seeing Evelyn at every stage of her life and then looking at her as she was now.

But the strange thing was that somehow, all this did not pull me down. I was uplifted. I thought about Evelyn, from an immigrant family, who had to come through Canada to get to America. And I thought about this daughter of Jewish immigrants whose family left Europe to build a better life for their children. (more…)

We’re here today to mourn the passing but also to honor the life of Richard Adler, beloved husband, brother, father, grandfather and cherished friend. It isn’t a platitude to say that Dick’s passing has spared him a lot of suffering and agony. But we are saddened that this has happened and this is all very hard.

Dick was born in the Bronx on October 5, 1932, the son of the late Benjamin and Sarah, the younger brother of Alvin, who has always been a wonderful brother, and we mourn with Al and Vita on this sad day. He graduated Morris High School and eventually obtained an Associate degree in Civil Engineering from SUNY Delhi. The graduation was in June but it was in the snow. (more…)

We’re here today to mourn the passing but also to honor the life of Naomi Singer, beloved wife, mother and grandmother

Naomi was born in Waterbury on July 3, 1929, the beloved daughter of Morris & Rae Grabow. She graduated Bryant and in her career worked for the Yale Alumni Fund for 27 years. She not only enjoyed but also loved what she did. She was so good at her work that after 25 years, when she retired, they then called her back to work for another two years.
You could say that, as Staff Secretary, she did a lot of the paperwork for donations. I would say: She was involved in a very important enterprise that helps to finance one of the greatest intellectual centers in the world. (more…)