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Dear Mom, What a wonderful example you have set for us three girls. You gave generously to anyone who walked in your path, from the toll booth person to the waitress. You spoke your truth and expected the best from all around you. You found a way to kibbutz with, and enjoy the company of, everyone lucky enough to have met you. You gave each of us kids your love and acceptance, patience and understanding, guidance and support though we each challenged you in such different ways. You accepted our weaknesses and encouraged our strengths. You found a way to enjoy life and be gracious and generous even when times were tough. You always found a way to make something from nothing. You went to work each day with a long commute, sometimes waiting in gas lines for hours, & exhausted upon return home, you always made sure food was on the table, even if it was sometimes burnt broccoli and steak…. Though we were too young and unaware of your challenges, eventually we grew up and understood and each in our own way learned to express our appreciation. You taught us to be kind and generous, to laugh and sing, & to do our best to serve others. Thank you for setting an example of what it means to truly be an ayshet chayil, a woman of valor. I love you. Love, Debble Bebble

I have a vivid memory of a visit with Bubbie and Zadie where we were meeting up for breakfast at a diner in Albany. I was eager to get on the road to get back to school in Boston, it was probably a Sunday morning, and i probably felt like i had a million and one very important things to deal with. we were coordinating this breakfast meeting on the phone, and after some back and forth, planned to hang up, park and go into a place that seemed pretty busy. Bubbie thought she had hung up the phone, but she didn’t, and i heard her say, “what’s the big rush?”

My mom and I exchanged looks and hung up the phone. But that sentiment really stuck with me. First, I felt bad to give off the impression of being in a rush. But second, she’s absolutely right. what is the big rush? what is more important than sharing a greasy diner breakfast with people you love?

When I think back to some of my favorite memories of Bubbie, it’s the experiences, like that one, that you don’t want to rush, and mostly centered around food — coffee, strong coffee, at the kitchen table, breakfast at Peaches Cafe, and celebratory dinner with apps, a main course, dessert. Really good conversation. Enjoying the experience, and not being in a rush.

I will miss her and those experiences for the rest of my life. And I appreciate everything she’s taught me, especially that sentiment, which I will continue to to hold on to.

Dan - My Bubbie was a prime example of a selfless individual. She looked out and cared for every person. She put others' wellbeing over her own. I remember when we went to her house Bubbie would always be the last person to sit down before eating. She made sure everyone was comfortable with a pillow on their chair and that we had a selection of food so large it felt like her own diner. Bubbies diner was better than any commercial diner. Her diner had the best produce and it was all for the sake of making me and my family satisfied. I always asked her how she found all the best fruit, poultry, and cheese and she would always respond with a kind smirk. She never gave me an answer though, so I am assuming she had some sort of superpower. Bubbie was truly a connoisseur of food. She always knew when there wasn’t enough garlic or cheese. Instructing chefs how to cook to her likings was her forte, and she would undoubtedly call out a chef if anyone's order was messed up. Many people claim that it’s important to ignore other people's opinion, but I would always seek out Bubbies opinion because I knew she was always right.

Bubbie Every time noah, daniel and I would go to Bubbie and Zadies house for a visit, i think that we could all agree that we felt as tho we gained at least 10 pounds after we left. Bubbie would always make sure that we were well fed and satisfied but this usually meant that we were all completely stuffed to the max, She would have the most elaborate spreads of cheese, fruit, veggies, deli meats and all of the most amazing desserts you could imagine. Not only was there all of this food but there was always a story behind how she got all of the food. She would always tell us she would make the deli man cut her the most perfectly sliced best tasting piece of cheese and if it was not the best piece of cheese she had ever tasted then it wasn’t good enough and he needed to give her a better slice. Bubbie would always make sure that the chefs in the restaurants we go to know what they are doing and how they are making their dishes and if it wasn’t to bubbies liking she would never be afraid to speak up and tell the chef to add a little more garlic.

I always would think in my head “oh my god what is bubbie doing telling this chef how to cook the food at his restaurant” and would say that i never would do that but now thinking back at it, i have learned such good life lessons from bubbie being assertive and never settling for anything less than she deserves. I will always make sure to follow bubbie’s advice and not be afraid to speak up for what I want.

i love you so much bubbie

I remember when I was just a toddler in downtown Lewis Beach Delaware, I won a 25 cent bouncy ball from a toy store and my Bubbie accidentally stepped on it and broke it. This sparked the famous saying within our family “Not nice!” It’s funny and ironic because Bubbie is one of the most kind-hearted, generous, loving people I know and she went right back in the store and bought me another one. I will forever remember and hold onto this saying and of course my Bubbie.

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