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Services
Friends may gather with the family for a time of visiting and sharing at the Vander May Wayne Colonial Funeral Home, 567 Ratzer Road, Wayne, on Monday, December 21, 2015 from 10:00 to 11:00 AM. Interment will follow at the New Montefiore Cemetery in West Babylon, NY at 1:00 PM.
Beatrice Richman, age 89, of Wayne, died peacefully on Friday, December 18, 2015.
Beatrice was born in the city of brother love – Philadelphia, PA. Living there for two years - just long enough to remember nothing about it, she moved to Atlantic City where she spent the next four or five years of her early childhood. In A.C. she enjoyed being a kid and soaking up the sun and surf at the beach. From there her family moved to Upper Manhattan where she attended George Washington High School, which graduated many famous people, including Henry Kissinger, Rod Carew, and her eventual husband Donald. The high school was also known for its great view of Babe Ruth’s house – Yankee Stadium.
Due to her outstanding academic record, Beatrice graduated high school with the Class of 1943 at the tender age of sixteen. Then Beatrice went to work in the drafting department for Sperry Corporation. Every day she took the train to work and almost every day, running a little on the late side, she would be greeted by a fine young gentleman who would hold the door and greet her. That fine young gentleman was Donald Richman. The two dated for four years, during which time they visited the parks in Manhattan and played tennis together, eventually marrying in 1947.
After marriage, Beatrice and Donald moved to the beautiful post-war development of Fresh Meadow Queens. Donald continued in his career with Hazeltine Corporation, an electronics and color television developer, and Beatrice embarked upon a new career as a homemaker and caring mother of four beautiful children. At home with the kids while Donald was at work, for some reason Donald really didn’t want Beatrice to get her driver’s license. When the family eventually moved to Dix Hills in Long Island, Donald began to participate in occasional car pools to work. Meanwhile, in her quiet, determined way and with her husband’s car sitting in the driveway all day, Beatrice began taking driving lessons – unbeknownst to Donald. All was going great until that one day when Beatrice got involved in a minor fender bender. She tried to get it banged out and painted before he got home but to no avail. It didn’t matter anyway. Donald, being the precise, engineering type that he was, paid close attention to the odometer on the car and knew something was up before said fender bender. Like many bumps along the road of life, this one also smoothed out and their happy marriage relationship was none the worse for wear.
Beatrice was a quiet person who found great joy in raising her children and providing a loving home for them and Donald. In her spare time, she further enriched her life experiences through pursuits that interested her greatly. For one example, she loved to paint and draw. She also found great peace and joy in tending to her gardens. Roses were by far her favorite flower but she had many other varieties in her garden. Basically the flowers she grew had to unconsciously meet one main criterion – they needed to give off a delicious aroma! She was such a floral enthusiast; she once took an approximate 21-hour flight to New Zealand to attend a floral show especially dedicated to the propagation of beautiful roses. In the later 1990’s, after her beloved Donald’s passing in 1993 after 46 years in a loving marriage, Beatrice moved to Wayne. Always hungry for knowledge, it seemed she was always reading something. She found many books in the Wayne Public Library to satisfy that hunger. Her children also have fond memories of cracking the New York Times cross word puzzles with her.
Beatrice’s love for the beach developed in her early days of childhood living in Atlantic City. That love stayed with her and she especially looked forward to visits to her son Steven and his family at their home in the U.S. Virgin Islands. She and Donald also visited a number of islands in the Caribbean. She equally loved life in the mountains with a life-highlight being a trip she and Donald took to the Swiss Alps.
Beatrice was easy mannered and gentle natured. Her quiet way could fool you as she certainly had her own opinion about the ways of life, but for the most part, she wisely chose to keep most things to herself. This approach to life is what probably caused those who knew Beatrice to like her so much. She was just nice to be around. You couldn’t help but feel good when you talked with her.
Beatrice is survived by her three dear sons: Mark Richman and wife Connie of Westminster, MD, Steven Alan Richman and wife Colleen of St. Thomas U.S. Virgin Islands, and David Howard Richman and wife Carol of Ithaca, NY; her dear daughter Sharon Rochelle Richman and partner Alex Shiffer of Ellenville, NY; and eight adored grandchildren: Alisha, Sara, Meredith, Layla, Lennon, Benjamin, Jasmine, and Violet. In addition to her beloved husband Donald, she was predeceased by her brother Julius Greenfield and her sister Anne Nicholas.
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Friends may gather with the family for a time of visiting and sharing at the Vander May Wayne Colonial Funeral Home, 567 Ratzer Road, Wayne, on Monday, December 21, 2015 from 10:00 to 11:00 AM. Interment will follow at the New Montefiore Cemetery in West Babylon, NY at 1:00 PM.
Services
Friends may gather with the family for a time of visiting and sharing at the Vander May Wayne Colonial Funeral Home, 567 Ratzer Road, Wayne, on Monday, December 21, 2015 from 10:00 to 11:00 AM. Interment will follow at the New Montefiore Cemetery in West Babylon, NY at 1:00 PM.
Beatrice Richman, age 89, of Wayne, died peacefully on Friday, December 18, 2015.
Beatrice was born in the city of brother love – Philadelphia, PA. Living there for two years - just long enough to remember nothing about it, she moved to Atlantic City where she spent the next four or five years of her early childhood. In A.C. she enjoyed being a kid and soaking up the sun and surf at the beach. From there her family moved to Upper Manhattan where she attended George Washington High School, which graduated many famous people, including Henry Kissinger, Rod Carew, and her eventual husband Donald. The high school was also known for its great view of Babe Ruth’s house – Yankee Stadium.
Due to her outstanding academic record, Beatrice graduated high school with the Class of 1943 at the tender age of sixteen. Then Beatrice went to work in the drafting department for Sperry Corporation. Every day she took the train to work and almost every day, running a little on the late side, she would be greeted by a fine young gentleman who would hold the door and greet her. That fine young gentleman was Donald Richman. The two dated for four years, during which time they visited the parks in Manhattan and played tennis together, eventually marrying in 1947.
After marriage, Beatrice and Donald moved to the beautiful post-war development of Fresh Meadow Queens. Donald continued in his career with Hazeltine Corporation, an electronics and color television developer, and Beatrice embarked upon a new career as a homemaker and caring mother of four beautiful children. At home with the kids while Donald was at work, for some reason Donald really didn’t want Beatrice to get her driver’s license. When the family eventually moved to Dix Hills in Long Island, Donald began to participate in occasional car pools to work. Meanwhile, in her quiet, determined way and with her husband’s car sitting in the driveway all day, Beatrice began taking driving lessons – unbeknownst to Donald. All was going great until that one day when Beatrice got involved in a minor fender bender. She tried to get it banged out and painted before he got home but to no avail. It didn’t matter anyway. Donald, being the precise, engineering type that he was, paid close attention to the odometer on the car and knew something was up before said fender bender. Like many bumps along the road of life, this one also smoothed out and their happy marriage relationship was none the worse for wear.
Beatrice was a quiet person who found great joy in raising her children and providing a loving home for them and Donald. In her spare time, she further enriched her life experiences through pursuits that interested her greatly. For one example, she loved to paint and draw. She also found great peace and joy in tending to her gardens. Roses were by far her favorite flower but she had many other varieties in her garden. Basically the flowers she grew had to unconsciously meet one main criterion – they needed to give off a delicious aroma! She was such a floral enthusiast; she once took an approximate 21-hour flight to New Zealand to attend a floral show especially dedicated to the propagation of beautiful roses. In the later 1990’s, after her beloved Donald’s passing in 1993 after 46 years in a loving marriage, Beatrice moved to Wayne. Always hungry for knowledge, it seemed she was always reading something. She found many books in the Wayne Public Library to satisfy that hunger. Her children also have fond memories of cracking the New York Times cross word puzzles with her.
Beatrice’s love for the beach developed in her early days of childhood living in Atlantic City. That love stayed with her and she especially looked forward to visits to her son Steven and his family at their home in the U.S. Virgin Islands. She and Donald also visited a number of islands in the Caribbean. She equally loved life in the mountains with a life-highlight being a trip she and Donald took to the Swiss Alps.
Beatrice was easy mannered and gentle natured. Her quiet way could fool you as she certainly had her own opinion about the ways of life, but for the most part, she wisely chose to keep most things to herself. This approach to life is what probably caused those who knew Beatrice to like her so much. She was just nice to be around. You couldn’t help but feel good when you talked with her.
Beatrice is survived by her three dear sons: Mark Richman and wife Connie of Westminster, MD, Steven Alan Richman and wife Colleen of St. Thomas U.S. Virgin Islands, and David Howard Richman and wife Carol of Ithaca, NY; her dear daughter Sharon Rochelle Richman and partner Alex Shiffer of Ellenville, NY; and eight adored grandchildren: Alisha, Sara, Meredith, Layla, Lennon, Benjamin, Jasmine, and Violet. In addition to her beloved husband Donald, she was predeceased by her brother Julius Greenfield and her sister Anne Nicholas.
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