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Mama Deb
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Not quite a friend

She was one of the firse people I met when we first started attending Yavneh Minyan - a tiny, sharp-spoken, opinionated woman in incredibly high heels. She always wore high heels - probably because her husband is so immensely tall. I can't say we were close, but she was good to talk to.

A few years ago, on Rosh HaShanah, I noticed that she was wearing flats. I wondered what was wrong, but I couldn't ask and I couldn't figure it out. Then, a few months later, we all noticed she was having problems with her speech - she was slurring words. She was also having hand problems. And we all feared she'd had a stroke - although the symptoms didn't really match.

And then we found out the truth - the whole shul, at once, even though it had never been announced. And we wished that she'd had a stroke. We wished it so hard because a stroke, especially for a woman in her forties? She could recover from that.

You don't recover from ALS. From Lou Gehrig's disease. It's just a matter of time. And while Stephen Hawking has survived decades, most victims don't last more than a few years.

Last time I saw her was last Rosh HaShanah, in a wheelchair, with a board to communicate.

She died on Friday. We learned about it just before Shabbat; others in the congregation learned on Shabbat - there were audible gasps when the rabbi gave the news. It's so odd - we've been expecting this for a while now, and I was just wondering about her a few days ago - but it still came as a shock.

The funeral was, of course, today. It was only a few blocks from our house so we took the bus, and met others going the same way. The place was crowded - relatives, the teachers from the school where she worked, the EMTs who worked with her husband, friends, and the shul people. It's a New Moon, so technically there could be no eulogy, although the rabbi said some lovely things, but it was, of necessity, very short. And there were tears.

Not quite a friend, but someone I knew and will miss.


Baruch Dayan emet.

Oh I'm so sorry. What a terrible thing she had to go through.

What a horrible thing to happen to anyone. May she rest in peace, and may all who cared for her find comfort in memory.

Baruch dayan haemet.

Baruch dayan ha-emet.

I am so sorry. Baruch Dayan ha-emet

May her memory be a blessing.