If you have one good friend in your life you are doing very well. We have known Alice for over 40 years. We lived in an apartment building with her in Staten Island, New York. She was always visiting us in our apartment and we always visited her in hers. We are both visually impaired and getting around was difficult. Neither of us drives a car. Our friend Alice took us to the supermarket every week. We also shared deliveries from wholesale health food markets. We would order the food from a catalog together, and split it up in the building basement and schlep it up to our apartments. This was a six week ritual. Together, every Saturday, we would go for lunch at Goldens because Alice loved the large special frankfurter and the pickle salad bar and then catch a movie. We would invite Alice to dinner one or two times a week, especially after she lost Lester. She would reciprocate by inviting us every couple of weeks for pasta with clam sauce which she called pasta with little fishes. We enjoyed eating together, talking together, discussing politics and just chewing the fat. Alice was an integral part of our lives. She loved art and shared it with all of her friends. She began painting portraits in oil, moved to watercolors and then monoprints. She painted in themes: she loved, portraits, still lifes, birch trees and flowers. Art exhibitions were another ritual where she would inevitably win prizes. We remember sitting on the side of the Kill Van Kull in Staten Island where she would exhibit every year and would win prizes for such things as composition, creativity and the best painting in show. It was always a good time and she always beamed when she won. When she moved to Florida we visited her and she returned to New York to visit us. Ultimately we moved to West Palm Beach to be near our friend Alice and other family. If you have one good friend in your life you are doing very well. Alice was as a good friend. She is loved and will be sorely missed. Iris and Larry