April 8/365 A Mensch

RW taught me where to find the best corned beef brisket in the suburbs, to savor single-malt scotch, and the correct ratio of whitefish to bagel. I was never his ideal daughter-in-law — wrong faith, wrong class, wrong aspirations — but he didn’t let it show. This smart, funny mensch of a man died of complications from dementia.


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