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Here's to Judy Rubinstein on this, her fiftieth birthday! Judy, of course, is my dearest friend. I knew her long ago, when she was Judy Katz.. We met in Class, way back at Hebrew School in Boston, Massachusetts.. We spent 8 years there together -- and they were 8 wonderful years in every way -- even though it took a lot of effort on my part to keep that wild Judy in line and out of big trouble.
I'll tell you how close we were as little girls. Fact is, our Moms were close friends, too, and we called each other's Mom "aunty." We actually grew up thinking that we were really cousins. And today, our children introduce each other to their friends as cousins. So the closeness…and all the great friendship lives on through generations. And it's really great!
I remember those days as girls together. We had so much fun. At Judy's house, she'd make breakfast for us. She put food coloring in the pancake batter. We would eat green or pink pancakes. It was hysterical.
Judy might seem sweet, but deep down she was a very, very naughty girl. As we got older, we used to go out dancing. Judy's mother established a curfew for us and she had a fail-proof way of knowing exactly when we got home for the night. At least, to HER it was fail proof. It was very simple. Judy's mother never gave her a key to the front door, so we had to knock on that door and Leo would let us in. He would dutifully report to Aunty Norma precisely what time we got home -- which was often at daybreak. For which we caught plenty of trouble later on. Well, one time, Judy decided to fix things for Leo but good.
One night, before we left to go dancing, Judy quietly unlatched the lock on a living room window. Many hours later, when we got home, instead of knocking on the door right away, Judy pushed open the window and climbed through it into the house. Then she went to the clock on the mantle and turned the time back from about 4am to 12 midnight. Then she climbed back out where I was waiting, and only then did she knock on the door. Leo opened it and let us in, acknowledging that it was "only" midnight. He went off to bed and so did we -- but first, Judy turned the clock back to the right time. The next morning, Aunty Norma was thrilled to learn that her two Cinderellas had gotten home by midnight -
NOT!
Judy used a variation on that trick when it came to going to Temple. Yeah, we'd stop by at Temple Israel, of course. But only to pick up the day's newsletter before we snuck off to the movies. Later on, we'd go home and she'd give that newsletter to Aunty Norma, "proof" that we had been good girls who went to Temple.
Of course, Judy grew up just fine. She married David Rubinstein and they have a wonderful marriage and 4 truly beautiful children. All were born in Fiji and now all, incredible as it seems, are Rubinstein adults. Bob and Debbie are both serving in the Australian army. Betsy and Debbie have good jobs in local businesses.
Meanwhile, Judy, who was always a looker, is as beautiful as ever -- inside and out. Those classic Vollmer eyes, big and bulging and gorgeous, are as distinguishing as ever. She's tall and slender, she loves to dance and laugh, she enjoys her wine and cheese. On hot days, she savors an eskee of icy cold beer. And on ALL days, she's a big pain in the butt to her loving husband.
Now, I have a confession to make to all of you. Even though Judy and I are childhood friends from way back, the truth is, she's a year older than me. So while she's now 50, I'm a still youthful 49. Judy, congratulations. You are officially an "old bag."
I mean what I say. And I say it with all the love in the world. To one who has always been a fabulous friend, loyal and trustworthy and so much fun. Judy Rubinstein, even though you're an old lady now, you are forever Rubinstein…and your wonderful friendship means the most to me. Have the happiest of birthdays, you old bag. And know that I'll love you and enjoy you forever and ever.
Love,
Harriet
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