Mom we celebrate your birthday and how special you were to us. I miss you so much I know you are watching over us but how I wish I could get a sign of some kind how I wish You could come and give me a hug how I wish that I could just ask you more questions. How I wish you can tell me more about your life. Sometimes I just want to pick up the phone and call you. Mom I feel lucky that I got 54 years with you but it is never enough. I wish you didn't have to leave us. You would be so proud of the girls and what they have accomplished and they're traveling just like you love to do. Glenn is still sober it's almost 8 years and he is great. I have a good job and will hopefully soon be selling  cruises how we loved to cruise and so glad that your last cruise was with our family and how special that time we had together. You are for ever missed. Words can't explain what a great mother , grandmother, mother in law, friend to so many people. You were loved by so many and missed by so many. Just know that we love you sooooooo much.

 cant believe its been a year, thinking of you my Jill Slotnick-Schechterand family, will call you after work your thrus night, What a kind, insightful, funny, loving Lady, i loved her dearly like many, many ,many others, xoxoxo
Mindy Cohen

There are so many memories. My fondest was at the Seabreeze house and my first experience with Matzo ball soup and blowing the chauffeur. I have to thank her for being my therapist and helping me overcome some childhood issues
Sue Simons 

 I have so many wonderful memories of your mother. We were inseparable for many years. I will always love her more than you can imagine. Girls I know this is a sad time for you, but just keep her in your heart as I know you will. There is no way any of could ever forget your wonderful mom. God bless all of you. Xoxoxo
Gail Cohen

I have SO many wonderful memories of your Mom. From the Carmar days and the Edwin Pl. era! I will always remember our parents being involved more than any others at Wonderland. I will always remember her warm smile and contagious laugh. May her memory continue to be a blessing and I send each of you (Robin Bales, Vicki Slotnick & Jill Slotnick-Schechter) hugs on this difficult day. Xo
Cindy Kahn

One of my fondest memories are and always will be the Slotnicks home in laurel canyon. All the kids that grew up with our lucky families know every mom was our aunt and every dad was our uncle. I remember snacks. Space sticks most of all. I can't pin just one memory because there are so many years of continuos memories. Auntie Linda you are and always will be so much a part of my life and will always remain a solid in my life as a child and a grown woman. Thank you for sharing your life with us very fortunate ones. You all know who you are. 
Dina Sudman

My first memory of Linda was at the house above Mulholland Dr. I think it was Edwin Pl. 
I knew immediately it felt like I was home as everyone coexisted in such harmony. It was a place that you did not just typically walk into but more melded into.
It was quite some time before I realized she was a therapist. Until that time we had numerous conversations yet I did not feel she was counseling me though in retrospect, surely she was.
After I became aware of her occupation I was hesitant to engage in issues for some time and eventually she spoke to me about this and assured me that she cared. 
This would be my favorite memory of her.
We never had formal sessions but she was always so genuine and gentle.
At times I would visit on a whim at the beach-house in Oxnard and maybe bring donuts (was it chocolate eclairs that were her favorite?) and she was always welcoming and gracious even if pressed for time.

Linda was a wealth of good Karma and peace of mind which helped not only herself through difficult times but as she prided herself in practicing enriching others around her- she enabled the strength and clarity to see them through as well.
Beau 

When my mom died, Linda shared a story with me:  In 1967 (or thereabouts), my mom and dad had a big fight in the middle of the night.  My mom stormed out and drove to Linda and Ralph's house.  There was no texting then, and everyone was asleep, so my mom threw pebbles at Linda's window to wake her up.  Linda came out and she and my mom sat and chatted until dawn.  That was Linda.  A true friend.  She will always be missed.