Comments on: Thinking About Haiti http://insearchoflosttime.net/2010/01/14/thinking-about-haiti/ What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. Thu, 10 Nov 2011 09:20:34 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: Danny Fisher http://insearchoflosttime.net/2010/01/14/thinking-about-haiti/comment-page-1/#comment-25 Danny Fisher Tue, 26 Jan 2010 00:03:51 +0000 http://insearchoflosttime.net/?p=95#comment-25 Hi Elizabeth, thank you for your insightful comments - to life, indeed! - Danny Hi Elizabeth, thank you for your insightful comments – to life, indeed! – Danny

]]> By: Elizabeth Karr http://insearchoflosttime.net/2010/01/14/thinking-about-haiti/comment-page-1/#comment-24 Elizabeth Karr Mon, 25 Jan 2010 23:23:50 +0000 http://insearchoflosttime.net/?p=95#comment-24 Tears came to my eyes when I read what your mother wrote on your birthday card. "God has blessed me with such a wonderful life." What a remarkable woman. Someone who clearly embraced life and found the joy to celebrate, despite the inhumanity she had endured during the holocaust. She's an inspiration to me. What is that saying about one man looks through the bars and sees mud, the other looks through the bars and sees the stars. Your mother saw the stars. Fitting to read this after reading the obituary of Miep Gies, who sheltered Anne Frank and preserved her diary, which she handed to Otto Frank to read when he found out his daughters had died. There are good people in the world. And unspeakable evil. But we can't dwell there or succumb to despair. To life! Tears came to my eyes when I read what your mother wrote on your birthday card. “God has blessed me with such a wonderful life.” What a remarkable woman. Someone who clearly embraced life and found the joy to celebrate, despite the inhumanity she had endured during the holocaust. She’s an inspiration to me.
What is that saying about one man looks through the bars and sees mud, the other looks through the bars and sees the stars. Your mother saw the stars.
Fitting to read this after reading the obituary of Miep Gies, who sheltered Anne Frank and preserved her diary, which she handed to Otto Frank to read when he found out his daughters had died.
There are good people in the world. And unspeakable evil. But we can’t dwell there or succumb to despair.
To life!

]]> By: Danny Fisher http://insearchoflosttime.net/2010/01/14/thinking-about-haiti/comment-page-1/#comment-23 Danny Fisher Sat, 23 Jan 2010 16:41:24 +0000 http://insearchoflosttime.net/?p=95#comment-23 I greatly appreciate your response, Donna, and it is nice to meet you on my blog - Danny I greatly appreciate your response, Donna, and it is nice to meet you on my blog – Danny

]]> By: Donna Belk http://insearchoflosttime.net/2010/01/14/thinking-about-haiti/comment-page-1/#comment-21 Donna Belk Sat, 23 Jan 2010 05:45:32 +0000 http://insearchoflosttime.net/?p=95#comment-21 I came to your blog by way of your comments on Peggy Noonan's latest column -- and I am so glad I did. "Thinking About Haiti" is a moving and beautiful tribute to your mother, and to all who suffer and struggle against the unimaginable, yet somehow endure and overcome. I have bookmarked your site, and am looking forward to reading more of your blogs. I came to your blog by way of your comments on Peggy Noonan’s latest column — and I am so glad I did. “Thinking About Haiti” is a moving and beautiful tribute to your mother, and to all who suffer and struggle against the unimaginable, yet somehow endure and overcome.

I have bookmarked your site, and am looking forward to reading more of your blogs.

]]> By: Phil Michas http://insearchoflosttime.net/2010/01/14/thinking-about-haiti/comment-page-1/#comment-17 Phil Michas Fri, 22 Jan 2010 06:25:26 +0000 http://insearchoflosttime.net/?p=95#comment-17 I feel fortunate because I got to meet your mother at the onset of her Alzheimer’s, and I will never forget her. Your brother Jack showed me pictures of her, and she was truly a vision. Whatever horrors she had lived through were not reflected in her spirit. I have also met your father on many occasions. Although he never remembers who I am, I always address him, “Mr. Fisher.” I have unparalleled respect for him. He reminds me of my grandfather—of a different time, when people had pride in their craftsmanship. I think of a man who loves his three sons more than anything and is still proud to help in any way he can. Yes, he may think his TV only gets one channel, but I think both our generations have something more to learn from the “Mr. Fisher’s” of the world. Not only are they are truly great men, which everyone can appreciate, but they possess the standards of integrity—the morals and values—that will lead us successfully to the next hour and into tomorrow. Phil I feel fortunate because I got to meet your mother at the onset of her Alzheimer’s, and I will never forget her. Your brother Jack showed me pictures of her, and she was truly a vision. Whatever horrors she had lived through were not reflected in her spirit.
I have also met your father on many occasions. Although he never remembers who I am, I always address him, “Mr. Fisher.” I have unparalleled respect for him. He reminds me of my grandfather—of a different time, when people had pride in their craftsmanship.
I think of a man who loves his three sons more than anything and is still proud to help in any way he can. Yes, he may think his TV only gets one channel, but I think both our generations have something more to learn from the “Mr. Fisher’s” of the world. Not only are they are truly great men, which everyone can appreciate, but they possess the standards of integrity—the morals and values—that will lead us successfully to the next hour and into tomorrow.
Phil

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