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"R. Glenn Moscoso" <[log in to unmask]>
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R. Glenn Moscoso
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Does anyone know how to change your e-mail address on the list?  Do I just
need to unsubscribe and then subscribe w/ my new address?

Thanks,
R. Glenn Moscoso
Creations By Glenn
P.O. Box 128
Stone Mountain, GA 30086-0128
ICQ Chat# 25752544
www.creations-by-glenn.com
-----Original Message-----
From: Magenta Raine <[log in to unmask]>
To: [log in to unmask] <[log in to unmask]>
Date: Wednesday, January 06, 1999 1:54 AM
Subject: Re: Happy New Year


>thanks, jill, bobby, stephen, etal. the memorial service is saturday. she
left
>a husband and two adult  children.
>
>here's what i wrote for her service;
>
>My friendship with Sylvia began when I was fifteen.  Steve, Sylvia, and the
>two children came to see us on their way to Mexico. Meera was all of three
>years old, and she had an earache, so after much debate, Sylvia gave her
half
>an aspirin and put Meera down for a nap in my parents bedroom. An hour
later
>Meera came out, looking like a china doll, all smiling and rosy cheeked,
and
>said "I all better."
>
>Sylvia  must have liked me, as she began writing to me after they got back
>from Mexico.   Even in those days, I wrote long, poetic letters like Anne
of
>Green Gables, so I was happy to have another person  to write to besides my
>sister, who was in Israel for many years. We discussed everything from
whether
>Sylvia should get Meera a bike seat so she could take Meera with her when
she
>rode her bike, to whether I could  work on a farm and be with animals, to
the
>death penalty and anti-nuke protests.
>
>Her first handwritten letters mystified me. She wrote about  "Lickens"  and
I
>thought she meant chickens or kittens. It took a couple of letters to
>straighten me out that she was really talking about Lichens.  She wrote me
>long handwritten letters all about lichens as if they were family pets. I
>remember thinking it odd that she didn't write more about my cousins, David
>and Meera. From the start of our correspondence when I was fifteen, Sylvia
>always treated me as a full human being, and treated me with respect, and I
>always appreciated this.
>
>As the years unfolded, it became apparent to me that Sylvia had a real
passion
>for this odd but beautiful lifeform called Lichens. And I grew to respect
her
>as having an identity outside of being a mom. She sent me some pieces of
bark
>that were covered with brown, gold, and green Lichens, and I kept them
>faithfully, watering them every few days. I loved the way they smelled;
like
>the way the earth smells after a rainfall. They were very soft to the touch
>and  fascinating to look at and lasted many years perched on my windowsill.
>
>When I was 24, I moved to the East Bay  from Santa Monica, and over the
next
>18 years I had many opportunities visit with Steve and Sylvia. I remember
with
>great fondness all the holiday dinners my parents and I went to at the
>Sharnoff's house. The house was always warm and filled with life, and that
is
>the way I will remember Sylvia.
>
>I could go on, but there will be 125 people at the memorial, and so steve
>asked we keep it short and sweet.
>
>mag.

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