My Aunt Grace 1915-2006
This warm, direct, generous, caring soul was with us for 90 years. She played golf up until near the end and passed peacefully at home after an evening out for Chinese food with relatives. We had a small memorial for her in her New York apartment overlooking the East River. I was so overcome at seeing people from the past – all precious and not seen for so many years – and still not really grappling with the fact that she was gone – that my attempt at eulogy was a non-starter.
Now at least I can begin to make up for the stammering and tears of that occasion and tell her story through photos and music, which is a far less challenging way to tell a story that needs to be told. There was no way to tell her story without including my uncle, Howard Kahn, so this becomes their story.
This post can also serve as tribute and I hope to add to it with words .
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