Ibbi ob"m
Baruch Dayan HaEmes
My granfather's first cousin, Ibbi Kramer, passed away last night.
It might sound quite distant, but we were all very close.
She was an old woman, but a young spirit. Always jolly, happy, and cheerful. She fought to live, surviving a stomach cancer and several small strokes.
Pesach Shabbos lunches won't be the same.
And a lesson in life: We were in Sydney a few weeks ago, and didn't manage (or try hard enough) to visit her. Well, never give up an oppurtunity.
To the Kramer Family: Hamakom yenachem eschem mitoch shaar avelei tziyon biyerusholayim.
posted by wolf family @ 5:27:00 PM
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I do regret not trying hard enough to visit Aunty Ibbi while in Sydney!
Meeting her was special. The wrinkles on her face gave evidence to her years, yet her personality and spirit glowed with life. Meeting her for the first time, I was fascinated by her youthful gait and easy discussion. For some reason a thought which comes to mind when speaking of her is when we were saying goodbye to each other in the dining room on shabbos pesach. I'll always remember complimenting her on her neckalace-it was beaded pink ovals on two strands. And of her generous invitation to come stay with her when we come to sydney.
Though I only met her once I will always remember her.
Thanks Chanie
Isn't it funny that we called her Aunty Ibbi?
Oh well, a generation is slowly fading away. But a new one, and a good one, is filling its place.
new, yes, good? i admire your optimism!
You know, every generation mocked their elders. You think these great people, that have recently passed on, thought highly of themselves when their elders passed on?
I think they made the same comments as you, anon.
So, I'm not sure of the answer, but I do think that people grow into their expected positions.
What do you think?
'people grow into their expected positions'
alternatively
'positions shrink according to the people filling them'
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