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Her name was Ann. Came to Toronto from Russia at age 3. Then to Detroit; then Chicago. Then South Haven. She had a hard life. Her entire family ---mother, father, sister and brother were killed in a gas explosion while she at 14 was staying at a friend's house. She awoke to find a hole in the ground where her two story house once stood. It appeared to be a mob hit in Chicago to target someone who lived on the first floor. Her family being on the second. She was married to my father and that wasn't a blast either. She had been raised as a "cinderella" by the mean stepmother and her ugly daughter--her aunt. She was a strong woman. She worked most of her life while taking care of my brother and me. She was a super saleswoman and had her own gift shop, called Ann's Petite Gift Shop. I loved her even though she was difficult at time. She was 95 and took her time dying. The blessed die hard. Anyway, if you want to celebrate her life, have a Brandy Alexander at your favorite bar on her behalf. Her famous words to a friend of mine were, "That Sheldon, he sure knows how to spend money."