|Rose Polsky. Rest eternal grant unto her, O Lord.|
Yesterday, I received an e-mail informing me that a member of my weekly Bible study at Atria Senior Living next door to the church had unexpectedly died. Rose Polsky was among the most faithful and engaged of my spiritual companions in the class; and she was an absolute joy to know. Rose was almost always smiling, quick with a kind word or an incisive observation on the Scriptures, a careful listener, and a source of social cohesion and stability. She was the person that welcomed new residents, encouraged her neighbors to come to social events, and served as a leader of the community. Many of the residents, her friends, were therefore taking the loss rather hard, and so I was asked if I could come over and grieve with them. I asked the staff, "how can I be helpful to everyone?" "Just come and be a familiar face, and let them talk about Rose," they said. So, I did. As I expected, the room, like my Bible study, was mostly filled with Jewish women, some of whom I knew, but many of whom I did not.
|The mourner's Kaddish.|
|Administering ashes on Ash Wednesday, 2012|