Hi, My name is Stan Selman and Phyllis Chodor was my sister. She was two years older than I, and since I was the baby of the family she referred to me as her spoiled brat kid brother. Looking back there was a lot of truth in that but she almost never got angry or mad at me. There was one time however when she did, it was when she had Scarlett Fever and the family was quarantined to the apartment and Phyllis was quarantined to her room.Neighbors, friends and relatives would drop off food and toys for Phyllis at out apartment door. Our parents would not let Phyllis have the toys because they would have to be destroyed when she recovered. I helped myself to the toys and put a lot of mileage on them by the time Phyllis recovered. Phyllis did become quite angry with me when she saw the toys given to her had been used extensively by me. As she always did, however, she got over it quickly because, I think, she really loved her kid brother.
As we got older we drifted apart, Phyllis stayed in touch with the maternal side of the family while I stayed in touch with the paternal side. Thanks to Blaire and Facebook after many years apart we reconnected about three or four years ago. Initially after reconnecting we talked mostly about relatives and what happened to them. After we caught up on that we talked mostly about the present. Phyllis always asked, and wanted to talk about my family, especially my grandchildren. She asked for, and enjoyed the pictures I sent her. She always inquired about the health of my wife Shirley and they did talk occasionally.
Shirley and I both miss her very much and are relieved that her passing was quick and she did not suffer. I think that she is with her Mom and Dad and Son watching a good baseball game and enjoying it.