Thursday, August 23, 2007
Baruch dayan ha-emet
I regret to inform everyone of the passing away of Dr. Avraham Schwartzbaum a"h. he's the author of the Bamboo Cradle. (he had adopted a baby girl from China and while trying to raise her, came to his own judaism)
My husband and I used to go by them every Pesach. But by the third Pesach of our newfound 'tradition' our twin girls were born and we reasoned it would be easier on everyone if we started to do Pesach seder ourselves.
That year, both Dr. and Mrs. Schwartzbaum came to visit us and make sure we were doing okay! Like parents!! I miss Dr. Schwartzbaum.
Before I was married, I lived in the Neve Yerushalayim yeshiva dorm. One day, after bawling the previous night from a bad date, I washed my face well, put on make up. I dressed up nicely and went to class as if nothing had happened.
While waiting in the hall for the class to start, I saw Dr. Schwartzbaum heading my way. I put on a cheerful face, but just to be safe, I turned my back and pretended to be Really interested in a poster on the wall in front of me.
Dr. Schwartzbaum, the eminent sociologist, says to my back, "why do you look so down?" LOLOL
Then he comforts me and says, "don't worry, no one else can spot it."
I miss him. He was like a father. I miss his comforts when I had troubles at Neve and came crying to him. I miss his many sons giving him a sweet hard time at the Pesach seder. I miss him.
Posted by Miriam at 3:37 AM