This is the week I was going to write about my mother. She passed away on August 3, just about 90 days before her 90th birthday, which would have been today.
Mom was a picture of endurance and optimism, energy and strength. She was a dancer in her 70’s, a golfer in her 80’s, and a performer her entire splendid life, and oh, how she loved those theater openings. She so looked forward to every new season at the Broward Center for the Performing Arts. And if you think I am outspoken or opinionated, you should have heard mom, because everyone was entitled to her opinion. But mom, this column is not about you. Sorry, you have been bumped.