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Thoughts and Words by Nettie ShulmanThese are pieces of writing by Nettie Shulman, illuminating a marvelous window into her expressions and experiences of the world. This small selection represents choice passages dear to both herself and impactful to those around her. | |
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A Day of Promise A Moment of Oneness Bess Scrabble on the Beach Self Awareness True To Oneself Unsafe Survival Emergency Room Reflection To the NYC Labor Chorus |
SurvivalThe Summit channel 2 read the words: 'Tish A Bov”...Like a bolt of lightening it set off the recall of an early morning telephone call from my Mother telling me that Papa died. This was fifty six years ago.The children 8 and 4 yers old had to be readied for day camp in the bungalow colony we were in. I remember the fright of reality; we are mortals. We die. My Sisters; Dorothy, Hilda and Ruthie are deceased and not here to share the memory with me. It is Monday. I am in Independent Living. The exercise class begins at 11:15. Seth, who was eight now sixty four years old is coming for lunch. I will listen carefully to all he says but the flavor of the past gnaws at me this morning. It is the loneliness of survival. 08/12/19 |
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