A collection of lines from obituaries that enlarge our appreciation of the human spirit.
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Virginia Secor, 91, services to be held near the Bowery
Virginia attended P.S. 3, an old mansion in Astoria, where the family dog Storm was allowed to stay in the principal's office until it was time to go home, where the canary "Lucky Lindy" awaited. Virginia grew up in a neighborhood peopled by America and Europe's diaspora: Italians who guarded the streets, Czechoslovakian neighbors who taught her how to knit with willow sticks and torn rayon stockings. Also shared by Civil War veterans, widows, and manufacturers who left the south and continued to trade with gold coinage after FDR established the Silver Standard.
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