I will not pretend that Goldi and I were great friends, because we were not. When I was young, one of my first managers at a job was a delightful old black woman from Louisiana who always amused me to no end because she constantly talked about her own death someday and was quite concerned that she didn't want anyone "Lyin' and cryin' at my funeral!" Apparently she had once attended a funeral where someone who had hated the deceased while they were alive threw themselves on the coffin and sobbed like their best friend had passed.
I am however, saddened by the extremely sad circumstances that Goldi's death revealed about her. It's very sad that at least so far it appears that the only people to note her passing are the condo management and internet acquaintances. It's also profoundly sad that she lost a 4 year old child years ago to such a painful disease. I hope that she is now reunited with that child she loved so much at last, and thus never again alone. May God have mercy on her soul.
Here's a Hanukkah song for you Goldi, may you rest in peace.
