Hi, I am Burt and Barbara's nephew, and I can only share some snapshots of childhood, but I will say that Barbara (and Burt) were always full of smiles, and weird humor. I was a weird little kid, and they never made me feel out of place.
I remember walking to the Jersey shore with them, when I was a small child, as well as them taking my golfing once or twice when I was a little older (around 10 or 11 years old). Barbara was one of the smartest people I've ever met, and I remember her trying to explain to me how she used calculus at work. The summary of that lesson was, "I'm glad someone like her knows how to do that, and is willing to do that, but I certainly am not."
When I bought a motorcycle about 8 years ago, I knew that Barbara and Burt were both lovers of two-wheel transportation, so although some people think it's a stupid, unsafe activity, I figured Barbara knew what the joy and freedom of the open road felt like.
She offered to teach me bridge at one point, and although I must say it wasn't something that excited too much, I knew that a life-master offering free lessons was a huge sign of respect.
It's been a while since I've spoken to Barbara, but my wife Susanna and I got a nice gift for our wedding. Barbara and Burt are two family members that have always been in my thoughts, however distant we've been geographically, and I am really feeling the loss for Burt and the rest of your community. Burt's a great guy, and I know that he has lots of friends and support, but I'm missing him right now, so Burt if you're reading this --I'm giving you a big mental hug, and I'm so sorry for your loss.
-Aaron Pores
