The big house just across the street from ours was my home away from home. Ruthie's doors were always open to me. They led to a wonderland filled with works of art, a grand piano. harpsichord, an attic filled with nooks and crannies and was truly intriguing no matter how many times one entered. I remember eating many great meals here (although it remained a well-kept secret whether Ruthie or Mabel was the actual chef). Ruthie and Herbie inspired my mind via their love of art and music. They captured
my heart with their warmth. They will be sorely missed but never to be forgotten.