A beautiful mind
Pictured right - Lauren Gitlin and Rose Zar, circa 1990s. It’s pretty much impossible for me to remember the first time I met Rose Zar. Like a member of my family, she was always just … there, a de facto part of my life, part of a pantheon of loving and beloved people who helped me to become who I am. Though I recall very few details other than waving to people from the bimah like a princess on her balcony, photographic evidence confirms that Rose was at my naming at B’nai Yi