OFELIA

Ofelia and her husband Steve have been long time friends, dating back to our days in upstate New York.  (I think Fabian first met Ofelia at the gym they both frequented and soon we were socializing with them at various functions.)




But, let me tell you about Ofelia....one of the most innocent, dear people I have ever known.  She hails from Cuba and Steve fell in love with her at first sight (in Miami, I think).....Legend has it that early on in their relationship,  Steve asked her what he could give her as a present that she would love and she replied  "Tits would be nice."   And indeed, he financed a breast enlargement and the rest is history.

Once, they were in our lives, I remember an early phone call from Ofelia one Christmas morning.  She needed some advice.

Ofelia speaking with her lovely Cuban accent....."Hi, honey.  We have been opening our presents and my friend gave me some tea.  Do "Jou" have a recipe?"  We told her to boil water.

On another occasion, our "gang" was all together at our house for a party and Ofelia learned that the local Lutheran Church was collecting clothing for a disaster in  Haiti.......(An earthquake, I believe.)  She asked if she could drop some things off with us for delivery to the church....(Our next door neighbor, Lore was a member)  We agreed to the plan.

The next morning, Ofelia arrived with a large box.   Inside, were not only wonderful "outfits" but all the accessories one would need, including jewelry and high heels for each ensemble.  We did edit a bit of what was passed on (saving some "diamond" bracelets that we hang on our Christmas tree each year).

And that is a brief introduction to to my friend, Ofelia.  Who could ask for better?   Jou know?

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