It was 1958 and I was a 12-year old gawky kid, straight off the boat from England en route to Canada. A whirlwind visit with great aunts and great uncles, and sights of New York. And, of course, Rose, my second cousin. She was the epitome of elegance as she arrived home from her job, dressed in a black cashmere sweater and black pencil slim skirt. Full of laughter and smiles, and life. I remember that like it was yesterday. Years later, and I was now in the USA, we got together during her several business trips to Phoenix and we laughed and chuckled about our parallel professions - she dealing with errant stockbrokers, and me with errant lawyers. And the reunion in New York years ago (thank you Nick for enabling that) was another fabulous whirlwind of cousins and relatives. An evening at Rose's place was warm, fun and comforting, reflective of her. Ro and I stayed in touch over the years and always our phone calls and emails were full of laughter and silly things. Always gracious and endearing. You will be missed.
Note from Frank
Rose was my first real love, we dated for 2 or 3 years until our careers took up most of our time. After 911 I started looking up my friends from those "Best Years Of My Life" and was able to get about 8 of us in touch with each other. Since then we have been sending emails, and pictures back and forth. Sadly we are now down losing Ann, Gary, and now Rose. Rosie was the Shining star of the girls and everyones favorite. Frank  Rose and Frank
Carolyn, she will be missed! Sounds like we both met her when we were around the same age. What a lasting impression she made on us!
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