Special to the Bulletin
Amy was the artist and I was the scientist, and our friendship, started in junior high school, never varied in its intensity, but rather waxed and waned with the frequency of our life-cycle events and our geographical proximity.
We celebrated vicariously the bar and bat mitzvah of our respective children because the artist lived in the East and I lived in the West. Who would have thought that fate, a job change, and the prospect of my second marriage would soon intervene and intertwine our lives once again!
I had attended Amy's wedding, and she was at mine, over 25 years ago, and now, good friends still. Amy bestowed upon me and my groom a special gift…a custom ketubah, jointly designed in friendship and crafted with love.