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Hesped for Sarah Blacher Cohen, z"l : Friday, November 14, 2008

Hesped for Sarah Blacher Cohen, z"l : Friday, November 14, 2008 Hesped for Sarah Blacher Cohen, z"l Friday, November 14, 2008 Julie Pelc Adler My Aunt Sarah was feisty, rebellious, outrageous, brilliant, and creative. She excelled in intellectual and literary circles decades before women were ever encouraged or accepted as academics; her stubbornness and her desire to live on despite seemingly insurmountable illnesses, disabilities, and losses compelled her to press forward when most anyone else would have called it quits. This is the Sarah I respected: the one who taught me to persevere, to challenge norms, to redefine what it means to be a "survivor." But this is not the Sarah Blacher Cohen I wish to share with you today. In quiet moments, another (entirely different) Sarah emerged. This is the Sarah I loved. This Sarah was desperately afraid of dying, afraid her life had been meaningless and wasteful, afraid she hadn't made an impact on anyone or anything. She looked at herself and saw imperfection. In these last months of her life, those who knew and loved her kept half-waiting for her to spring back, just as she had done so many times before. We joked about co-writing a play with her about the comic-tragedy of her illness. http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Studies in American Jewish Literature Penn State University Press

Hesped for Sarah Blacher Cohen, z"l : Friday, November 14, 2008

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Hesped for Sarah Blacher Cohen, z"l Friday, November 14, 2008 Julie Pelc Adler My Aunt Sarah was feisty, rebellious, outrageous, brilliant, and creative. She excelled in intellectual and literary circles decades before women were ever encouraged or accepted as academics; her stubbornness and her desire to live on despite seemingly insurmountable illnesses, disabilities, and losses compelled her to press forward when most anyone else would have called it quits. This is the Sarah I respected: the one who taught me to persevere, to challenge norms, to redefine what it means to be a "survivor." But this is not the Sarah Blacher Cohen I wish to share with you today. In quiet moments, another (entirely different) Sarah emerged. This is the Sarah I loved. This Sarah was desperately afraid of dying, afraid her life had been meaningless and wasteful, afraid she hadn't made an impact on anyone or anything. She looked at herself and saw imperfection. In these last months of her life, those who knew and loved her kept half-waiting for her to spring back, just as she had done so many times before. We joked about co-writing a play with her about the comic-tragedy of her illness.

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Studies in American Jewish LiteraturePenn State University Press

Published: Nov 7, 2010

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