sarah in nyc

 My cousin introduced me to Esther more than twenty-five years ago, Esther needed a referral for family-based daycare for her new baby in the neighborhood. Esther called me back a few years later for a recommendation for a daycare center for her toddler. What had started out as a couple of phone calls has over the years grown into a long friendship that has even survived Esther, Frank, and Maya moving out to the suburbs. Frank's father was an academic and he spent a good deal of his career living in Southeast Asia. Frank was born in what was then Burma. His father was expelled because of his political views and Frank started kindergarten in Mandalay. Frank's mother chic. She loved clothes. She was an accomplished seamstress. She bought wonderful fabrics in the various fabric markets where she lived with her family. She had an incredible collection of textiles. Frank's parents died this summer, within a week of one another, both after a long and difficult struggle with demen...