Estelle Fishman Paris enjoyed a wonderful, long life with her tall, dark, handsome husband, lover, boyfriend and business partner of 71 years … with her five children, with her nine grandchildren, with her 16 great-grandchildren and with her five great-great grandchildren.
She cha-cha-cha-ed at weddings and bar mitzvahs.
She danced cheek-to-cheek to the
music of our record player in the arms of her favorite, one-and-only romancer-dancer, Bill Paris. And always ended with a Fred Astaire-Ginger Rogers Dip.
She lectured with gusto to groups both small and large, most memorably at the Hebrew Academy of Cleveland for Avigayil Waxman’s class on the subject of growing up in the Roaring Twenties when there was very little roaring for the children of immigrants in the inner city of Cleveland.
She volunteered extensively.
She fundraised with enthusiasm and creativity.
She played the boogie-woogie and the classics on her grand piano with passion, with style and with cool improvisational flourishes.
It was a full life, complete with joy and sorrow, happiness and aggravation, ups and downs and turnarounds.
She maneuvered, finessed, strategized and proceeded to make her life work.
With good intentions.
With good planning.
And with a good amount of chocolate cake … for all!
With a cherry on top!