“Right “I was smart and she was pretty,” my mother always said when she spoke about her sister. “I never had the slightest doubt that as far as my parents were concerned, pretty was better. From the moment she was born people stopped them on the street to admire their beautiful baby. They were convinced that Ruth was going to make a brilliant marriage, and they never worried about her. Her death was such a blow!” When Rabbi Stephen Wise heard the news he tried to console my grandparents. “It is ...too terrible to be true, that lovely radiant child fallen upon sleep!” he wrote. “I have always felt that to give up a loved child to death must be like being buried alive.” He obviously knew the family well. “After Ruth died we went into permanent mourning,” my mother told me. “My parents felt that it would be a crime to enjoy ourselves without her. We never celebrated another birthday, holiday or anniversary. It was a particularly bitter blow for my folks, because she wasn’t there, and what could they expect from me?MoreLessRead More Read Less
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