Spencer Kern, 14

Grandma Phoebe
And a great dancer
Nobody ever thought 
That such devastation 
Could happen
Until one day
The news
Lung Cancer
It felt like a whisper from the devil
But still
Hope remained
Like a blossoming flower
In a garden of despair
We continued to live life to the fullest
Spending time together
Her birthday came around 
An occasion that brought happiness 
In a time when it was much needed
A birthday 
Meant for celebrating
She smiled
And it lit up the room
But then
One horrible day
She faced the essence of humanity
It felt as if 
There had been a curse
Of eternal sadness
Cast upon all of us
Yet we still keep her in our lives
Brought tears
But not of sorrow
Of joy
Nobody is truly lost 
Unless they are forgotten

Adam Salzman, 14

I believe that my Grandma that we know and love is still with us today: not in person, but here in two ways. She is in our hearts. Whenever we do something that we once did with her, we will remember her and the outstanding woman she is and will always be. Also, she is here in spirit, watching down on us from heaven above.

I am extraordinarily proud of my Grandma for so many reasons. But, there is one major accomplishment I will speak about. Speaking on behalf of all of the grandchildren, she was an exceptional Grandma, and it is practically impossible to be one. She is always there for us when we need something, took us to museums, had a great sense of humor, made us nice gifts, and much, much more. For example, for Spencer’s and my Bar Mitzvah, she helped knit a wonderful, beautiful tallis bag, which we love and will keep and cherish forever. Furthermore, Grandpa and her did extremely exciting activities with us such as Lewis Camp, golfing, skiing, and once they even took us trapeze-ing. Grandpa, I look forward to continuing these traditions with you.

On January 4th, 2015 Stuart Scott passed away from cancer at the age of 49. A few of you may know who he was, but if you don’t, he was an American sportscaster and anchor on ESPN. Before Scott died, he said something that inspired many people diagnosed with cancer.

“When you die, it does not mean you lose to cancer. You beat cancer by how you live, why you live, and the matter in which you live.”

Stuart Scott is 100% correct. That was exactly how Grandma lived. She never took advantage of anything, she appreciated everything she had constantly, and most importantly, enjoyed her life. The grandchildren and I will always love you Grandma and you will always be a part of us.

Allie Salzman, 12

Grandma was a big part of my life. I saw her basically every week and we had sleepovers at least once a month. I am told we are alike in many ways — some I see and some I don’t. For example, my mom says we are both really smart and sarcastic, but I don’t see that. But, we both loved to paint and create works of art, and grandma always had a table covered in art supplies for me to do whatever I wanted. She was the person while skiing who would take me in and get me hot chocolate. I am honored to be considered like my grandma.

Andrew Kern, 10

What I remember most about my Grandma Phoebe is spending special times together.  At the end of every summer, Grandma and Grandpa would host Lewis Camp. We spent several nights and days with each other doing fun things, like going on the Circle Line, seeing Pippin on Broadway, and swinging from the trapeze in Manhattan. I loved spending time playing golf in Florida (she even let me drive the golf cart 🙂 ) and skiing in Utah.  When I was gardening with them, Grandpa Bob would take care of the back (I would help him too) and I helped Grandma weed the flower beds in the front of the house and sometimes plant new flowers. When she got sick, I helped make her healthy drinks with kale, green apples, and carrots (which were surprisingly tasty and were fun to make!) I tried to make her smile by making her art projects and making one mini golf hole in the family room where she sat to keep her active. These are some of my memories about my kind, loving Grandma Phoebe that I will always cherish.