She was a Holocaust survivor, divorced without children.
I was on good, correct daily terms with her as my room was adjacent to the small library. After her second marriage, I started to greatly appreciate her , for her genuine efforts to integrate in her new husband's family. She was very generous and kind with his two grown up children and their kids.
Despite her vast knowledge and skills, she was not always popular among the library visitors . There was some toughness about her, probably acquired during her Holocaust days, that put people off , so much so that according to gossip she was afraid some won't even show up to her retirement party when the time comes. Well, she was wrong about that . Full attendance, great respect shown to her.
Anyway, she kind of organized her own party as she wasn't pleased with the standard way done by the office .
Indeed, it was something different, and original , at the end of which everyone got a gift from her, a reading book with her dedication. and signature.
After retirement, she and her husband moved to another region, and I lost any contact with her. A few years ago, I heard her husband had died, and that before his death, they had managed to move to a sort of protective facility unit in a proper senior village.
I was curious: now that he was gone, would his children (son and daughter) and grandchildren be kind to her as she was to them? I had no one to ask about it as she sort of estranged herself from our mutual acquaintances.
Last week, she had appeared in my dreams , so I decided to make some inquiries. I tried to contact her through the village phone number and submitted a form filled with my personal details. but, so far, was unsuccessful. I might try later, (in case I don't get any reply from them) to contact her late husband's family to ask about her.
