Books of Poems and Kosher Ducks
For almost 40 years, Wilson provided my family with friendship, guidance, and laughter. It was Wilson whom I chose to stand with Debbie when I called her at school to deliver sad family news. It was Wilson who dropped off MLS books when our son became interested in real estate. It was Wilson with whom quick morning coffees overlooking East Put provided laughter, joy, and encouragement. It was Wilson who bound words to be presented as gifts of friendship. And it could only have been Wilson for whom the intersection of religion and noisy ducks seemed as right as rain, as in this email he sent to me with a Rosh Hashana greeting in 2009:
“L'Shana Tovah! 5770....May we live in good health to see 5800....I'll be 96! Look forward to seeing you at the office on Wed Oct 7th at 8 AM. If you give the security guard this password....QUACK QUACK....he will escort you to the head of the line. Best to Debbie. Wilson.”
Best to you, Wilson. May your name be inscribed in the Book of Life Forever.
Dale and Debbie Lewis