Abraham's wife Taffy - a vivacious woman who has a rapier sharp wit, has really gone all out on the wedding on Saturday. The Rosenthal's are Jewish-lite, so there is no worry about sundown issues. Then we'll travel to Abraham and Taffy's home in Pepper Pike where they have erected an air conditioned marquis. The grounds of their home are really quite extraordinary considering that neither Abraham or Taffy has anything to do with outdoors. Of course, Executive Catering will be doing all of the food, and I am very sure that it will be tasty and as well as laced with all sorts of wonderful Jewish foods.
Suzette is marrying Sheldon Tway, who is the son of Akido and Miriam (Kopowitz) Tway. Akido is in the firm along with Edwin and Abraham, so it's really much more like family affair. Edwin and I so enjoy these interfaith affairs because we can dance to a foxtrot, or to the Chicken Dance Polka; we do not "Electric Slide" as it is unflattering at our age. I hope that Taffy took my advice though and dropped the klezmer music. It is an acquired taste.
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| Me, my Contour Chair and a good book. |
It was Taffy who recommended that our book club take on Victoria Lincoln's "A Private Disgrace: Lizzie Borden by Daylight" and I must say that I am reveling in all of its WASPishness. And so many of the people who involved in the case, as Lincoln describes them, they remind me of the staid New Englander's back home in the Bay State. Although none of them murdered their parents, at least to my knowledge.
So for the remainder of the weekend I shall be preoccupied. But do come back on Monday - this has been great fun.
Fondly yours,
Mrs. Edwin Smith-Standish
