Saturday, January 07, 2006

 

Mom forever









Today is the 10th anniversary of my Mom's death.



Here is Roz on a fancy day in the 50's, in Philadelphia.






Learn, ladies.




























Gone fishin' down the shore; photos by her first hubbend.
Back to school, junior butches.




























Mom, John and me in Logan Circle, May '66, downtown Phila. ("Cenner City.") This was our first nature and backyard-by-proxy.



















Mom and Dad, 1975.






























Roz, circa 1990.





Love.



Comments:
no one can ever top the Roz.







Yit-gadal v'yit-kadash sh'mey raba, b'alma di v'ra hirutey, vyam-lih mal-hutey b'ha-yey-hon uv'yomey-hon uv'ha-yey d'hol beyt yisrael ba-agala u-vizman kariv, v'imru amen.

(Congregation and Mourners:)
Y'hey sh'mey raba m'varah l'alam ul'almey alma-ya.


(Mourners:)

Yit-barah v'yish-tabah v'yit-pa-ar v'yit-romam v'yit-na-sey v'yit-hadar v'yit-aleh v'yit-halal sh'mey d'kud-sha, b'rih hu, leyla* min kol bir-hata v'shi-rata tush-b'hata v'ne-hemata da-amiran b'alma, v imru amen.

Y'hey sh'lama raba min sh'ma-ya, v'ha-yim aleynu v'al kol yisrael, vimru amen.

Oseh shalom bim-romav, hu ya-aseh shalom aleynu v'al kol yisrael, v'imru amen.
 
and dagger, seriously, why did I never see those fishing photos before?
 
Dagger, thank you for the Kaddish, and Mom thanks you too.
And I cannot explain why you never saw the fishing photos as that seems utterly crazy to me, except to say that I guess I didn't own them yet when we lived at Le Shed or on 48th st. They were probably still packed away in my parent's basement.
 
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no one can ever top the Roz.







Yit-gadal v'yit-kadash sh'mey raba, b'alma di v'ra hirutey, vyam-lih mal-hutey b'ha-yey-hon uv'yomey-hon uv'ha-yey d'hol beyt yisrael ba-agala u-vizman kariv, v'imru amen.

(Congregation and Mourners:)
Y'hey sh'mey raba m'varah l'alam ul'almey alma-ya.


(Mourners:)

Yit-barah v'yish-tabah v'yit-pa-ar v'yit-romam v'yit-na-sey v'yit-hadar v'yit-aleh v'yit-halal sh'mey d'kud-sha, b'rih hu, leyla* min kol bir-hata v'shi-rata tush-b'hata v'ne-hemata da-amiran b'alma, v imru amen.

Y'hey sh'lama raba min sh'ma-ya, v'ha-yim aleynu v'al kol yisrael, vimru amen.

Oseh shalom bim-romav, hu ya-aseh shalom aleynu v'al kol yisrael, v'imru amen.

By Blogger ZS, at 10:39 AM  

and dagger, seriously, why did I never see those fishing photos before?

By Blogger ZS, at 10:41 AM  

Dagger, thank you for the Kaddish, and Mom thanks you too.
And I cannot explain why you never saw the fishing photos as that seems utterly crazy to me, except to say that I guess I didn't own them yet when we lived at Le Shed or on 48th st. They were probably still packed away in my parent's basement.

By Blogger The Capt'n, at 2:15 PM  

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