Link to Betty Garbus photos

here's a link to more photos on mom's Picasa picture site

http://picasaweb.google.com/billgarbus/OBETTYGARBUSPHOTOS?authkey=Gv1sRgCL2W89Lgwp31ew#

Dad gone too!

Whew, we lost dad too, within a month of mom...

here's a link to dad's memorial blog

http://www.lougarbusmemorial.blogspot.com/

Lou Garbus Photo Credit

..a brief note on photo credits for the scans I've been posting...

unless otherwise noted, all photos of Betty mom/grama were taken by dad, Lou Garbus.

The black and white pix were also developed by dad.

w Jonah ca. 1961-2 (age 37-38)

w Bill(y) 1949-50 (age 25-26)

in 1st NYC apartment 1947-8 (age 23-24

Hunter College Graduation 1967 (age 43)

w Blueberry Muffins at MoodyMtnHouse Porch (date?,age?))

Dylan Thomas Poem

The following is a poem by Dylan Thomas mom had posted on a wall in her room.

the first line will appear on mom's headstone (only room for 1 line)

Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rave at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Betty's Final Resting Place

Howdie Folks

Here's a photo of the southwest corner of the LaSalle Drinkwater Cemetery ... Moody Mountain Road in Searsmont Maine. .... mom's/grama's/Betty's final rest stop, There will be almost no foot traffic in this remote corner of the graveyard, so it will be very quiet... the woods so close it is likely the deer, rabbits, foxes, etc. will be her neighbors.

If you can zoom in on the photo you may see the four corner blocks (I installed yesterday morning just before it started to rain). The two flags show the location of the headstone. BG

Hello Everybody.

Hi friends and family,

I am starting this blog as a way to connect and collectively remember Betty Garbus, my grandma, and your mother, or mother-in-law, or friend, or grandma, or wife!

I have no idea what will appear up here, and what people will be inspired to write or post, but I'm looking forward to seeing everything. I know it will be helpful to me, to remember her and keep her memory alive and awake in my life.

Anyone is welcome to contribute but I need to give you individual access; please send me an email at tuneyards@gmail.com and I'll put your name on the list so that you can access the system. And alternatively, you can just post a comment as a visitor.

Thanks so much for participating in this if you do!

Sincerely,

Merrill

Grandma's New Year's Poems

Grandma was a writer, and ever the writer for the Occasion, with a capital "O." I came across one of her New Year's poems, this one from 1991. I just copied down the second half or so, but it made me remember the many, many rhymes she wrote to commemorate special days. It was typed impeccably on a typewriter and signed, "Betty and Lou."

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Excerpt from "Greetings and News of 1991"

Want to know about kids? spouses? ask Dad or Mother
They've had a good year, one way or another
Well, Ben's now in business way up there in Maine
With Ben's Taxi Service - if you call, he'll explain
Bill's IBM job is thus far secure
And as painter and sculptor he's emerging, for sure
Margaret lights up Bill's life with fortissimo
Her piano, her humor, her pasta - ah, belissimo!
Lucy's roles as wife, mother, practitioner nurse
Are fulfilling to her, as well as her purse
And we won't leave out David (known to Rachel as "Pop")
His medical practice keeps him busy non-stop

Back at our ranches in Maine and the city
We continue to flourish - if not wise, at least witty
This summer the house at the foot of the mountain
With laughter, food, guests overflowed like a fountain
They came from all over - Holland, Scotia, "D.C."
Israel, New Hampshire, the Bronx, Italy
They helped cut down trees, they helped do the dishes
They swam in our pond and they caught a few fishes
When our family came we went to the Fair
And found Ruthie's prizewinning drawing right there!
October meant birthdays and visits from brother
We drank wine to celebrate and toasted each other
Our sis-in-law Julie cooked a fabulous meal
I baked Ben's B-day cake and Lou gave the shpiel
Back in New York we unpacked our shoes
And went out on our terrace to admire the views

We're still hale & hearty and glad to be here
To joke with our neighbors till the end of the year
We hope that your year has been good or outstanding
And that '92 offers us all a soft landing