Sunday, December 11, 2016
I just learned of Seymour's passing, and was so saddened. It immediately brought back long past memories of both Seymour and Ruthie. They were the first "Americans" my family and I met when we emigrated from the Soviet Union in 1977 and became our family's good friends...there for our biggest milestones...car purchases, home purchase, first jobs, many firsts here in America. They became our second family. I remember summers spent in their pool, jumping on their trampoline with my brother and Karen, and being chased by Sparky. When I hear the song Xanadu, I immediately go back in time to sitting in their backyard with Ms. Ruthie and playing in the pool. I remember Seymour visiting us frequently and us visiting him at Goodman realty. I remember Seymour picking my brother and me up almost every Sunday and taking us to different, fun places. I remember going to Seymour's drive-in theater where I saw Jaws for the first time, hence my phobia of sharks. But, mostly I remember a man devoted to his wife, children, and his grandson; I remember looking up to him and admiring him for his intelligence; loving to hear his stories of his experiences in the military as a young man and about how he met Ruthie. There are so many special moments that I will forever treasure. He and Ruthie embraced our family, and they became our family. May Seymour rest in peace with Ruthie once again by his side, and always look after his family from above. Michael, Karen, Brian, Reece, and the rest of the family...my parents, brother, and I extend to you our deepest condolences. You are all in our thoughts at this very sad time. With our love, Lola, Alex, Neli and Naum Nemirovsky
