From the NYT obits, Wednesday July 1, 2015:
"HEIDT--Jane, age 72, died June 29th in New York City after a brief illness. Jane is survived by Marty W., her devoted husband of 48 years, son and daughter-in-law Harold and Maria W., daughter and son-in-law, Joan and David P., and three grandchildren. Jane attended Hunter College High School, Vassar College, and Columbia University, where, as a graduate student in sociology, she met Marty. Jane was a working mother before it was fashionable to be one; she had a long and successful career as a developer and evaluator of social programs primarily for underserved populations, with long stints at the Fund for the City of New York and Expeditionary Learning Outward Bound. Jane was a fiercely intelligent woman who lived her life as she wanted: immersed in her work, her family, and her very close friends."
Also Harold Feinstein, a celebrated photographer from Coney Island, who died on June 20 at his home in Merrimac, Mass. He was 84. He said:
"The thing is that pictures are everywhere. The question is what we don't see, and why don't we see so much. I just see it."
Wednesday, July 1, 2015
Sunday, April 7, 2013
To begin, a love letter
To Ruth Bader Ginsburg, from her husband, ten days before he died.
This is from Jeffrey Toobin's excellent profile in the New Yorker:
...in June of 2010, at Johns Hopkins, doctors told Ruth that there was nothing more to be done. 'When I came to the hospital to bring him home,' she told me, 'I just pulled out the drawer next to his bed, and there was a yellow legal pad.' Marty had written a note:
6/17/10
My dearest Ruth--
You are the only person I have loved in my life, setting aside, a bit, parents and kids and their kids, and I have admired and loved you almost since the day we first met at Cornell some 56 years ago.
What a treat it has been to watch you progress to the very top of the legal world!!
I will be in JH Medical Center until Friday, June 25, I believe, and between then and now I shall think hard on my remaining health and life, and whether on balance the time has come for me to tough it out or to take leave of life because the loss of quality now simply overwhelms. I hope you will support where I come out, but I understand you may not I will not love you a jot less.
Marty
This is from Jeffrey Toobin's excellent profile in the New Yorker:
...in June of 2010, at Johns Hopkins, doctors told Ruth that there was nothing more to be done. 'When I came to the hospital to bring him home,' she told me, 'I just pulled out the drawer next to his bed, and there was a yellow legal pad.' Marty had written a note:
6/17/10
My dearest Ruth--
You are the only person I have loved in my life, setting aside, a bit, parents and kids and their kids, and I have admired and loved you almost since the day we first met at Cornell some 56 years ago.
What a treat it has been to watch you progress to the very top of the legal world!!
I will be in JH Medical Center until Friday, June 25, I believe, and between then and now I shall think hard on my remaining health and life, and whether on balance the time has come for me to tough it out or to take leave of life because the loss of quality now simply overwhelms. I hope you will support where I come out, but I understand you may not I will not love you a jot less.
Marty
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