Frieda Ostrowsky

I’m so sorry to hear that Frieda has passed on. She held a very special place in my heart through all the years.

I think of her whenever I bring coffee upstairs first thing in the morning, remembering how she would put Abe’s mug on the windowsill for just the right amount of time to bring it to the perfect temperature for him.

I think of her as every holiday approaches, remembering her cookies, her cakes and the way she graciously opened her house in Millburn to all...