Hi Nick
Thanks for your thanks Nick; but you should contemplate the reality of this
tragedy that your people created and facilitated – AGAINST YOUR OWN RULES... and
not try to score points. [‘’acknowledgement to consider...’’ and ‘’...our context and the regulations within
which we work’’]
You see – it is all very nice to get along as fellow human beings – but you
must surely realize where I am going?
AND WHAT YOUR PEOPLE HAVE DONE???
Regards
Geoff Seidner
From: Nick Collins
Sent: Friday, July 31, 2015 12:58 PM
To: 'g87'
Subject: RE: Hello Nick Collins and your Team Leader / solicitor
Alan Baker
Thank
you Geoff for your openness and acknowledgement to consider and (respectfully
disagree) with our context and the regulations within which we work. I will
pass on the information forwarded to Alan Baker.
Yours
sincerely
Nick
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Sent: Friday, 31 July 2015 12:20 PM
To: Nick Collins
Subject: Hello Nick Collins and yourTeam Leader / solicitor Alan Baker
Sent: Friday, 31 July 2015 12:20 PM
To: Nick Collins
Subject: Hello Nick Collins and yourTeam Leader / solicitor Alan Baker
Hello
Nick Collins ..
and
your Team Leader / solicitor Alan Baker
Dear
people,
WE
had a relatively pleasant hour yesterday and herein I merely send you a few
things alluded to by myself during same.
- The obituary I
wrote for our daughter around late March 2007: THEY HAD NO WORDS TO
SAY.
- Some sort of
context for Alan’s comment quoting Rabbi Goodhardt. AS per link to my blog.http://socialistdystopia.blogspot.com.au/2015/07/seidners-listing-of-media-spin-1-carr.html
I
will be in touch soon to add context to our meeting and parts of
above.
Regards
Geoff
Seidner
Written during the
shloshim...around 30/3/2007
2 weeks after Ruchie
died.
GS
They had no words to
say
It is inappropriate to
seek any grief-comparison of the tragic death of a young woman in adult bloom
with those struck down with youth ne'er attained. Nor young people's lives
extinguished with those of sagacity and wisdom that comes with age.
My elder daughter Ruchie
(Rachel) Zeimer (35, mother of 3 young children) somehow managed intimate
multi-generational friendships:
- She took Sh’lach Manot
(Purim gifts) mere days earlier to an elderly widow family friend.
- If mothers could not find
their teenage daughters after school, they would be at 'Ruchie's place'. She was
their mentor and more.
- She was adored by her many
friends, loved by her 3 children and family, and respected by fellow teachers.
Simply - she lit up any room she walked into with her contagious smile, charm,
warmth and personality. Those blessed to have known her know this is not the
typical grief of a stricken father.
- Rabbis mentioned her in
shul - those who did not even know her.
- My father passed away last
November; he did not see his 'treasure' die in tragic circumstances 3 weeks ago.
[March 7] She was the legal carer for my mother who has dementia: my father
chose well. Ruchie's primary concern recently was that too much work / effort
would be borne by my wonderful wife Eva in caring for my mother's inevitably
increasing needs. That was so typical Ruchie.
“I
have no words to say”
The awe-inspiring phrase
used by hundreds before, during and after our sitting of Shiva was:
“I have no words to
say”. Some remained mute - in tears. Most managed to go on to describe the
impact our Ruchie had on their lives.
The wonderful friends
who read bedtime stories, cleaned up, changed a nappy, and seamlessly tried to
replace the irreplaceable as we sat Shiva - their deeds found ways to say.
Those who suffered
tragedies incomparable; their experiences comforted the inconsolable,
ameliorated the unbelievable with wonderful words and feeling.
The very ill Rabbi
struggled for breath in finding the bare minimum words to say from his hospital
bed: “HaMakom yenachem eschem b'soch sha'ar avaylei Tsion V’Yerushalayim” [May
the Omnipresent comfort you with the rest of the mourners of Zion and
Jerusalem.]
Ruchie’s many works of
charity demonstrated how a busy person could cope with being busier. Ruchie
always had time for all, especially her loving children and loving husband
Howard. Their words were an appreciation of an amazing person.
The
Children
Aryeh the 8 year old
'big boy' has always allowed 2 year old Dina to completely dominate him. He is
grieving by apparently misbehaving. His teary eyes are not frequently seen; he
soon temporarily loses himself in play.
He tries to maintain -
and seemingly wants - a similar order of operation to before.
Reuvi [6] seems to be
involved in constant play: one is sometimes aware there is something different now
with this precocious
little boy, when both boys interrogate their grandmother about why she cannot
have a baby. Reuvi had earlier resigned himself: “I won't have any more
babies.”
Perhaps they cry where
no one sees them.
'Personality-plus'
little Dina merely intermittently opines ''Imma'' - for no apparent
purpose.
'It always happens to
someone else'
This thought may be a
selfish derivation of mere denial, perhaps understandable.
However those who have
had tragedies foisted on them tell me that we will eventually be able to have a
whole hour without that hollow, horrible constant feeling that our world will
never be the same.
Some may appreciate that
those overcome with grief seek succour by attempting to buy mere seconds of
diversion in disparate ways. Whether it is Shul politics or other internecine
chatter on matters immaterial, it can perhaps be described as 'mood swings' I
am told.
I verily look forward to
even a few minutes: people are not around me in such numbers anymore - I cannot
use them in the
same way to try to transport myself into the world of social intercourse and
temporary distraction.
Now is the time to look
after the children and comfort each other.
Be-yado Afkid
Ruchi
Ruchie lived up to the
ideals of the name by which she was known: Ruchie / Ruach: Spirit. I still had
tears left when we sang Adon Olam at the end of services on Shabbat:
Be-yado Afkid Ruchi ...
Into His hand I shall
entrust my spirit
When I go to sleep - and
I shall awaken
With my spirit shall my
body remain
Hashem is with me I
shall not fear.
The Memorial 'Yahrzeit'
candle is now extinguished. May our
people know no more sorrow.
Geoff
Seidner
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