Avi as witness ("eid") at the Muller's son Rafi's wedding tisch in Israel
Chavi,
The times that we shared with your mother and father are too numerous to list. When our children were little, it mostly revolved around them. You watch mine and I will watch yours. You drive this carpool and we will drive the next. Really special happy times in their innocent routines. As the kids grew up and we were left to go to shul on our own on Shabbos, I would look over to the men's section and see Bernie and Avi in their spot together, reviewing the week's news as well as davening as I wait for your mother to come in from Mrs. Arzouan's class.Your father would be glancing over to see if she had arrived. Often, he came to the edge of the mechitza to discuss who would be joining for lunch or whether some newcomer guests had been located. Our Shabbos afternoons would sometimes be spent shmoozing before mincha at home or taking a walk. Believe it or not, more than one conversation would revolve around menus for Yom Tov and work issues. If you thought it was the men worrying about the office and the women sharing recipes, think again. When Rafi was married in Israel, Bernie and I were so excited to hear that Nancy and Avi would be coming to the wedding. We already considered them like family but that sealed the deal! Bernie got up from shiva for his mother
the day of the aufruf and your mother and father were there for us. Seeing them at our simcha gave tremendous joy and comfort. Seeing pictures on this blog of your father at your family's simchas are heartwarming in the sense that his family was most precious to him. May you draw comfort from the knowledge that he treasured your mother and all of his children and grandchildren so much. May you draw strength from each other during this difficult time.
With love and affection,
Marion and Bernie
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