A Search for Closure — as shared by Leslie Rizzo
WHEN JOE WAS EIGHT and making his First Communion, he came home from Catholic school and told me he had to do a reading. I didn’t want to say, “You should be scared reading in front of all those people,” so I just asked … [Read More...]
“The aim of life is to live” — as shared by Ellen Gould
MY OLDER SISTER, PAULA, WAS KILLED in a car accident when she was seven. She was on her way home from Hebrew school, having just gotten off the school bus in a snowstorm. The driver that hit her never even saw her. I can … [Read More...]
The Sock Puppet That Launched a Career — as shared by Ronn Lucas
WE HAD A TRADITION OF GATHERING at the Tully family house. My real name is Ronny Wayne Tully. Grandpa Tully had a very dry sense of humor. I had three sets of grandparents—the Tullys, the Connors, and the Lucases. The … [Read More...]
Holiday Grief: Losing Susan and Keeping Her Memory Alive
The holiday season is in full gear, and everyone is supposed to be happy. But this year, all that merriment is tinged with a wrenching … [Read More...]
A Poem, a Daisy, a Wedding Ring — as shared by Jillian Levine
IT HAD BEEN WEIGHING on my mind how I was going to honor my mom on my wedding day. I looked for ideas on the Internet and discussed it with our rabbi, who was wonderful. Unfortunately, most of the ideas I came across I found very depressing. For example, leave an empty chair for the deceased person who is missing […]
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![Mom (Dorothy) with her dad (Babe Ruth).
[PHOTO COURTESY OF LINDA RUTH TOSETTI.]](http://thelivingmemoriesproject.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/01/Mom-Dorothy-with-her-dad-Babe-Ruth-The-Living-Memories-Project-Book-150x150.jpg)
Babe Ruth: “The Name is Magic” — as shared by Linda Ruth Tosetti
FOR MANY YEARS, I accompanied my mother, Dorothy Helen Ruth, to Cooperstown, New York, for the annual Hall of Fame baseball induction. She was invited as the only biological daughter of Yankee great Babe Ruth. Five years after her death in 1989, I suddenly received an invitation to attend. I really didn’t expect it—I’m just the granddaughter. But I remember […]
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A Book of Memories — as shared by Janine Lavery
MY FATHER PASSED IN 1998 when my daughter Kirsten was five years old and my daughter Emma was one year old. I loved my father so much and he was such a strong presence in my life and the life of my family that I was afraid that my children would only remember the sense of loss because they […]
